Is it too late?
That we can't rewind
Too firm?
Can't change our minds
We just made
A quick, hazy decision
We were grilled that time
Didn't had a further vision
Were right
At each other's view
Couldn't notice
The words we threw
Didn't realize
With our off minds
That what's next
After the vexed behind
I guess that now
We can turn it all back
Can pick up all scattered
And assemble in rack
So that we
Are back to who we were
Forgetting that moment
And rewinding the scar
We can surely turn
All bad to good
By being calm
And each other's view understood
Is it too late?
To do so
I guess its not!
We'll take steps together, slow
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AURORA • #Wattys2016
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