Behind the locked door
I searched for the lost key
For the valuable pieces of myself
That are lost....
For the most enjoyed moments
For my lost friends...
For their company
For their love shared
I miss the most...
But these valuable pieces
Are soon joining
Without much noticing
To form a better me
With better friends
Better company
In a new style
No matter how bad it gets
Better days are yet to come
All that is needed
Is to recognise and welcome
The new smiles
And try binding them
Hoping for a new look
In my mirror
At the next sunrise.
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