Gentle whispers traveling in the wind, singing the same song
Fears fading into dust and time is fleeting
Tears are being wiped away and the pain still remains
Trying to patch up old wounds, she cries throughout the night
Wiping her eyes she sheds more tears from deeper emotions
Eyes red from wiping, she can finally rest in peace
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This poem is about me saying goodbye to the old me. I wrote this in July to start anew.