We all
Have had a dark past
We all
Have had problems
But luckily
We found each other
Promising
To never let goWe were together
All in all
All with all
Until
We made
Our fallI guess
Fun
Can never
Last foreverI guess
We all have to
Move onI guess
It was fun
While it lastedI guess
That this mess
Was more or less
A successI guess
No
I think
No
I know
That we all
Have to move on
From time to time
Because this mountain we found
Was worth to climbAnd now we're
At the bottom
Again
At the bottom
Of the mountain
Everyone
Has to climb
Now and then

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Leftovers
PoesíaLeftovers Leftovers of me Every story has a piece A piece of my heart