The Past

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by bitteradmin
by bitteradmin
                                    
                                              Poem.
                          11.1.15
                          The past and all its history

                          What used to be a mystery
                          We now both know
                          I used to love you so
                          The love you gave me was unsure
                          Yet I try to find it like treasure
                          My love for you slowly withered
                          While I kept you tied and tethered
                          Now I want to let you go
                          From heaven falls snow
                          The past is not what remains
                          But from our past we had our gains.
                          -X