REPLACED
Time will pass.
People will change.
Like a grown up everything will be replaced.
At some point in life we miss those days spent crying, laughing, fighting and goofing around like a small carefree child with no pain.
Time will pass.
People will change.
Like a grown up everything will be replaced.
Laughters will be changed into a fake smile,
Heartly and childish talks will turn into a formal vibe.
Time will pass.
People will change.
But sometimes I wish nothing was replaced.
Simranjeet
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PoetryA boy who cried.. A boy who cried, with a sigh and small smile, Knowing that he has to stand again and continue his fight. . . . . . . . . . . Hey Guys to read more check out this book filled with my own poems & thoughts from my personal experiences...
