Goes On
Long time in my mind,
lost things I can not find.
Of yesterdays, being once here,
of things, I once held, so dear.
Wondering if I ever, ever again,
reclaiming the time of way back when.
The essences held true to my very heart,
keeping me, from completely, falling apart.
Knowing what is past, is forever past,
what use to be, doesn't really last.
Hurting for what is gone, is already gone,
concluding life, no matter, what goes on.
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