The door of the past was forced to be opened
Hopping that it could change what happened.
Memories that has been chained
And the sorrow that never end.
For how could you forget the past?
When you thought, it will be your last?
Others say you just have to move on.
When it was your whole life that was thrown.
Without refuge in the midst of storm
With the weary heart that mourn.
As the tears flow, wanting to be reborn
Praying that it could wash away
the thorn.
We must accept the things we cant undo
No matter how much we wanted to.
It doesn't mean the whole page is gone.
It just that the new chapter of life has began.
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Uspoken Thoughts and Poetry
PoetryPoetry, literature that evokes a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience or a specific emotional response through language chosen and arranged for its meaning, sound, and rhythm.
