Me and you were two different people,
From two different world,
That's why l tend to have it hard,
But it's more clear.
People come,
People go,
We listen,
They break.
It's like departure is near,
And it's time to let go,
It seems hard,
But it will be more hard to keep forcing.
And if it chances again,
We shall be,
We can't run away forever,
Hold me let's escape from this reality.
©poet_alice
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