All the friends I have
We grown apart
Wonder why?
Is it because of what I am used to?
Leaving friends and making new ones?
Or have I changed?
My best friend is now an friend
And I still cling
Everyone is pulling away and I am letting go
I still cling to the past
People I know are trying to connect
I still stay quiet
I may have found love
After some time I am not sure if I am real to the soul giving it his all
I'll continue to sit and dream
The happy past I cling to
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Short Writes
Fiksi PenggemarThese photos are not mine but the passages are. The little story that goes with them are what I interpret from the photo. Any sign of plagiarism and it is going off. You see that new cover? That awesome new cover? Heartofthecards did an amazing job.
