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It's not about that, sweetheart.
This is not what you are doing right now.
This is what you've left behind.
It's about what you did back there.
And it's not bringing you serenity.
It causes insomnia.
Always on your mind.
Every day, the sun sets.
The feeling you have
as if you had lost something.
And you have to find it.
Just move on and let go.
There is nothing left for you to do.
Time has passed.
Life must move on.
Remember that life is too short.
So be happy.
With no regrets.
You've done it out of kindness.
So easily forgotten.
However, what is done is done.
There is nothing you can do about it now.
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Gloria Penelope
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Comments (3)
Love this! Kind of sad though.
What you're saying is true. What's done is indeed done. Loved your poem!
Nice work, Love this one.