Passing Memory

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We used to hold hands,
while staring at the stars.
We used to talked
when the moon is still there
witnessing our 'love story'.

Others were emotionally wounded,
Because of our love that has no end.
But then... when the time came and you let go of my hand,
My heart sunk and everything went blank.

I thought we are inlove,
It turns out to be... you fall out of love.
Damn it baby, you used to hold me tight,
We used to fight.

And now you are holding the hands of another girl,
And now you and her are staring the same sky.
Do you know that we used to look for a star?
A star that day by day became a scar.

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