|Passersby|

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It's that time of the year again,
When you make some acquaintances,
They are nice people,
Then they soon became your homies.

We spent most of our time together,
Day turns into night and vice versa,
You might not notice it but...
The time seems to fly fast,
Faster than you predict.

Believe it or not,
Weeks have passed,
Screw that!
Months have passed!
We didn't even realize,
That we are running out of time.

"Can we be together a little longer?"
But they told me,
"It's life. You got to stop being attached to people.
Otherwise, it hurts more."
I don't want to understand this horror
There's a weight in our eyes,
Everyone was bottling up their feelings,
And the last thing I might remember about you is
The way the edge of your eyes wrinkled,
when a smile is formed on your face.
Basically, YOU...

You were as kind as you could be,
Even though you're gone,
There are still memories to reminisce, Unfortunately, you're only one of the PASSERSBY...

Amanda.

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