Maturity

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Maturity 

All the good memories,

when we are together

Soon past with oblivion.

That was the time,

When you treated me all your world,

All your soul, all your everything

When you were just an option.

I hug you really tight as you wither,

That was the first time I touched you,

But I didn't knew it was the last.

So I bowed my head sorrounded by my gloominess,

Whining, blaming myself and losing all my temper

hoping that you were still alive...

But I knew that will be the last time,

because you will never come back.

So I lost counted of seeing the flower sprout.


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