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Bye bye's are so Hard

Bye bye's are so hard
make's you remember fonder times,
Running through the fields, so young and alive.
Eventually age catches up to us
like a ghost hunting us down.
We fight the gravity pushing us down 
some of us more proud,
and others not so much 
They are the ones that surrender and just says why not
my time has been fun,
No problem, I'm done.

By Marc Acric

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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