Life is bittersweet,
people come and go,
but you still have to keep walking with your feet.
You weren't always standing tall,
sometimes you had to kneel.
However, you cherished every moment
yet still feel some sorrow at your heel.
The people who left,
the people who died,
the moment you broke down and cried.
The past is gone,
the memories are rough.
The future keeps happening,
your feet can't move fast enough.
Time slips away through your fingers,
the sand that was between your toes.
The sunset that still lingers,
will bring another sunrise again.
Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 11:00 PM UTC
Life is bittersweet,
people come and go,
but you still have to keep walking with your feet.
You weren't always standing tall,
sometimes you had to kneel.
However, you cherished every moment
yet still feel some sorrow at your heel.
The people who left,
the people who died,
the moment you broke down and cried.
The past is gone,
the memories are rough.
The future keeps happening,
your feet can't move fast enough.
Time slips away through your fingers,
the sand that was between your toes.
The sunset that still lingers,
will bring another sunrise again.
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