Lives lost—one cannot get it back
Chances spoiled—where have they all gone?
You could have had the world of us
Where feelings thrive and promises doneSafe skies—we have thrown our own lot
Quiet clouds—what have caused the rift
I could have had the things past
But what things would destiny lift?Times spent—can we recover them?
Memories gone—what have we lost?
We could have things from the unknown
But we threw what mattered the most
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Poetry❝𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴, 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘢𝘭𝘭...