Mon, 03/09/2015 - 15:48 -- Mumbles
I guess we're stuck on yesterday
Take it down and pack away
All these faded memories 
These things we mutter in our sleep
And forget about what happened then
The times we thought would never end
They're over now, they're in the past
We should have known they wouldn't last
Kiss it goodbye, we're on our way
To a place we call "another day"
This poem is about: 
Our world


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