At end of day,
blue skies fade away,
memories lost in the way,
nobody can say.
in some days,
the pain goes away,
but never really fades,
it always finds a way to stay.
a bad habit to break,
is like the never ending pain,
the memories never go away,
like a book without a page.
memories and pain,
is all i can say,
the memories if the pain,
will never fade away
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Oh, a very painful poem. And sad. But very poignant and well written.