I will get back to my comfy zone
I will revive those happy memories.
As the hands of the clock move on
I need to move on too.
Time goes slow for me now
That's why I need to get out
from my reality.
It doesn't matter if I'm far away or close
Because the end of the road exist
So I will win this bumpy road,
Because everyone is waiting for me.
-Mel
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𝗣𝗼𝗲𝗺𝘀.
PoetryPoems of my head. (Not really an expert, I just write thoughts of my mind)
