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Times of yore
Life is more like a book
Its chapter never closes
How do I bury my times of yore?
Each corner I turn
Each route and avenue I take
There are my times of yore
Right in my way
Malls and shopping complexes
Brings back all the memories
The good times we had.
Our favourite restaurants
There waiter that served us there very first time
The sport we picked on our very first date
Excavate my yore
The first smile
The first hug
The first stroll
Our sing along song
My music collection
Her favourite T.V show
Brings back memories of us together
I am sick of my past
My time of yore always catches up with me
How do I close her chapter in my life?
I crushed her heart into pieces
Her innocent heart is haunting me
I carry the burden of dishonesty
The weight of being deceitful is intense
I was inconsiderate
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