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After love is goneSometime I wonder, if maybe it's wrong, To try to hold on, after love is gone, It seems like a prison, You can't see a new vision. Until you let go of the past, How much longer can hearts last, Is it really a home. after love is gone, There are so many reasons, Sometime it's just the change in seasons, Sometime hearts have to break, To make a escape, Holding on . seems to add the salt on the wound, Sometime, you have to let go of the moon, and watch the sun rise, with open eyes. and write a new song, after love is gone Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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