Walk on out of this life of mine... Keep on going.. I've been doing fine... Don't look back..or ask to stay... turn around.. and walk away... Time has taken.. what could have been... and it's too late to try again... can't turn back.. the pages of time... or erase the past..from within my mind... nothing is happening...and it reminds me of... all the blank pages..in our book of love... A passing schene.. that once began... is finally coming to an end... so, walk on out of this life of mine... let's Write down the last..goodbye line.. and we'll close this empty.. book of love... but I'll keep it.. to remind me of... time that has taken..what could have been... and though it's too late.. to try again... I can turn back the memories of time... in the book of love...full of empty lines.. Walk on out of this life of mine... walk on out of this life of mine....
Reason for writing:
Was this real love? That can not be... Just a trance.. of a moments spree...For if real love was there for sure..Genuine love can only endure..
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