Lost
It's been a years, since the ribbon lost its way
The ribbon who pulled us together,
Whether it is lost to my wrist,
It was always coming back to you
And return the ribbon and tie it for me
The chuckles, laugh, and the lost road we've been
and who thought that we will be lost to each other?
The lost ribbon was here, nudging me,
But even it was here, the thoughts inside me can't crave it to tie it back.
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