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Isn’t It?

Isn’t it annoying,

To write about the feelings,

You have felt,

But no longer feel,

Howsoever good they were.

Isn’t it sad,

To go back and relive them,

Over and over again,

When you know,

Nothing will be same ever again.

Isn’t it haunting,

For the memories to come back,

When all you want is to create some new,

Maybe with or without them.

Isn’t it sad enough,

To be sad enough?

 
 
 

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