Past
The past does not belong to me
It seems like some one elses dream.
Just many a forgotten memory
I will never redeem.
The laughter is past
And the love is sadly lost.
I no longer feel the pain
But there is still a cost.
I just feel empty and
I feel alone.
This life seems to drift on
As if I am a mindless drone.
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