Lines are drawn but then they fade
Try to step back but it's too late
There is this weight on my shoulders
Plans are settled but then they change
Try to hold on but it's too late
For you and me
I have to go but I want to stay
Try to believe in us but it's too late
There is nothing to wait for
Not anymore
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A loose collection of thoughts and feelings
PoetryA loose collection of thoughts and feelings