Picture

It’s just a piece of paper
Decorating the white bed
We used to share, remember?
A piece of paper full of regret 
From the day we first met
And that now is just a memory
Of the life the two of us led
A piece of paper that tells a story
The story of when we were happy
Something we are not anymore
Another sad story in history
Cause it will never be like before
This is our future, a worn out picture
Of when our love used to be a treasure
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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