Yearn
When you pass me by there will come a time,
When you turn to see what you left behind,
I will not be there. I did not follow,
I did not stop to watch you go,
I move on my own.
What I say to erase your name.
Your mind your own, if you stopped or when,
I don't know.
Hate to know,
Who finished higher.
Yearn you are at a peak too,
And when I held you, you held me,
When I thought of you, you of me,
I loved you, and you me.
I do not carry you anymore,
I want to think you let me go too.
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