the problem with people is;
they left too sudden,
no 'see you soon', no 'goodbye'.
the problem with me is;
i never left anyone behind,
not even their memories..
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21 September
PoetrySomewhere between September and December, i always have my own special month. It's called remember. -A.AM
third world problems.
the problem with people is;
they left too sudden,
no 'see you soon', no 'goodbye'.
the problem with me is;
i never left anyone behind,
not even their memories..
