Friendship That Lasts Forever, Goodbyes Denied by Time
Once in a blue moon, we cross paths.
Sad. We’ve seats that weren’t meant to be blank.
Respect, as we take off our hat.
This first toast is for those who made us laugh.Friendship that lasts forever
and som…
Happiness is Adventure Made by Our Own Heart
As we age we easily get tired
of constantly trying and failing.
We believe a slight dent is
unprofessional and unappealing.As we listen to the voice of our ego
and follow the standards.
We failed and forget that…
Oftentimes, We Wish to Go Back as Were Drowned By Pressures
When everyone was forced to change,
there were some who managed to remember.
Slowly, we lose time and aged,
forced to miss out some of the adventures.Oftentimes, we wish to go back,
as most were drowned by pressures.…
What We Treasure are Stories that Needed No Recordings
What we treasure are memories.
Stories that needed no recordings.
Bond that turn friends to families.
Laughs that we thought
would last with no endings.Until time slowly consume our youth
and curiosity.
Adventures Drawn with Smiles are the Best to Reminisce
For once, we let ourselves rebel.
No one cares if the day doesn’t go well.
Days that made our innocence melt.
Are the happiest days we longed to felt.All adventures drawn with smiles
are the best to reminisce.…
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Days that Flew Fast Wondering What Made Everything Apart
Remember?
The times we had the most mistakes.
Yet felt proud from all the consequences.
The nights we found the rarest laughs.
That sparked an oath to love what we have.Those days just flew fast
wondering wha…
Your Heart Becomes Dull When You Only Choose to Look
Your heart becomes dull
when your cheap eyes
only choose to look
at the most beautiful colors.When your curious ears
only listens to the loudest laughs.And your hurtful tongue only praises
the highest a…
Run Wild Filled With Hope or Buried Under the Tomb
Want to talk?
I’m fine. It will be over soon.
I know we’ll have our chance to bloom.
Free ourselves in this cold dark room.
Leave the pain, wear a new costume.Run wild filled with hope or buried under the…
It's Easy to Forget Faith When We are Wounded
It’s easy to forget faith
when we are wounded.
Chooses to blame
rather than calculate what’s been evaded.
We cry and lock ourselves from
being persuaded.
Began wearing fake laugh
instead of acceptin…
Walking with no Hope yet Forbidden to Quit
Who am I?
I am you. The one waking up,
wishing it was still midnight.
One who always felt not enough.
Drowned in questions. Felt trapped inside.Most likely wishing I shouldn’t have woken up.
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