The Cycle
today you've stopped looking through me
you've decided to see me
we'll journey through the cycle
meet. become friends. best friends. relationship. strangers again.
finally you'll start looking past me
leaving behind the memories, heartache, and pain
for the next lucky person to come and pick up where you left off
and one day HE will break the cycle.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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