Memoir

Flowers are beautiful like new rain

Through every pain, it will always remember,

We came as one, time and time again.

So just like the new rain, that washes away our pain,

We keep learning about our feelings slowly again

And flowers, shall keep us reminded.

Once, we were together

When the time comes, for us to regain.

What do we do with our freedom?

This time it is sane.

It is boring, really confusing,

Come on, how can we submit to this pain?

Again,

and again, forevermore, together.

A part, never from our hearts.

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