I have realised among the months alone
that it is hard to break love , once it has grown
To turn & leave a life , cannot be easy to do
Stillest the cold heart, it stays true
& in the every act done day by day
one seems to set out a lie, live as if life is okay
To walk without a leg, to see with just one eye
It seems that is the consequence of saying Goodbye...
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