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Moving On

Nice knowing you a heart throb away
Intimidating quirks you have by the way
May I know the regrets you have
The insecurities it made to pave?
Sighing at the dull gloomy night
It's hard to tell when was the fight
Staring high,high at the cloudy sky
Glad we never bid goodbye
It was hard,maybe not so tough
It was smooth yet felt too rough
Shadows linger in the dark hallway
Lying every single moment of the day


But we never saw it coming
Lingering thoughts behind the humming
Figuring it out,I warned to go slow
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Nevertheless it felt like a blow
Change the way you look at it
It still fails to change even by a tad bit
We've come along a long way
Got to tell so much yet prefer nothing to say
Give up,give up you wont find the link
All those years spent in a blink.

You and I never felt the same
And the blunt excuses,way too lame;
Those long hours keeping awake
Yeah was like bittersweet cake
Holding on,the memories smile
Hidden in those lost pages of the book's pile
Flipping through,no not any more
To see you walking through the door
Drifted apart now miles afar
Now I like the recovered scar.
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