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Jul 2021
Minutes turn to hours
Hours to days
And we r drifting further away

Moments turn to memories
Memories they fade
But all the blame floats my way

Days turn to weeks
Weeks to a month
Guess I just wasn’t enough

Words turn to thoughts
Thoughts they bluff
But I know the truth and it’s tough

Pain turns to anger
Anger then accepts
That I deserve more than reject

Sadness turns to happiness
Healing is complex
But I now know letting go is best
Sometimes we have just got to let go and then we will find freedom
Written by
Miriam  17/F/Uk
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