Good-bye
How quickly the time does fly,
But how long it seems in our hearts.
We live out our lives like we always have,
Except now there's a kind of emptiness we need to fill.
It never gets any easier,
Living without you
But its sure does get easier,
Accepting that it's true.
A poet once wrote
"Nothing Gold can stay"
And it's true,
The gold fades away and leaves the bronze alone.
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I mostly write about my life, the things I feel and the things that I have been through. I am 23 years old and writing is my passion.
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