Roses are meant to die
If there's hello then there's goodbye
things will happen for no reason why
and not always will there be blue skies
the sun is orange, but it'll even look yellow
something's you won't and something's you'll know
your skin's not paper, so don't tear it
you life isn't a game, so don't end it
cause people will never
stay the same
people evolve,
then people change
and as blissfully as
you watch them grow
prepare yourself
to watch them go
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Way of my soul || Poetry
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