The Past Is Past
As bleak as a rose amid a tangle.
Over wilted bloomy, with dew sprinkle.
It occurs as entire face with no grin.
It's about wishing to be without sin.
Blue feelings, sorrow, and a sense of rage.
Like a ship laid amid waves, owned by age.
Like a rainbow, I am lost needing you.
After the tide, the sky takes on bold hue.
Ignore the tweak escape from yesterday.
Follow your dreams and reconcile your ray.
A new day was breaking the horizon.
I sought my way once the dawning brightens.
Sway in the rain, interact with each rife.
Regain your young virtue and seize your life.
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