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23_01_05, 05:22 PM
It’s Over
Don’t cry because it’s over,
Instead be glad it happened…
Think of it as a gift that came,
Done up in fancy wrapping.
Love can never be explained,
Comes without guarantee,
It’s flame can burn so brightly,
Or die down quietly.
If the flame has been snuffed out
With nothing left behind,
That’s when you need the memories,
Of good things in your mind.
And even though it’s over,
Don’t bog down in remorse…
Reach instead for brand new dreams,
And chart another course.
:f025: :f025: :f025: :f025:
Don’t cry because it’s over,
Instead be glad it happened…
Think of it as a gift that came,
Done up in fancy wrapping.
Love can never be explained,
Comes without guarantee,
It’s flame can burn so brightly,
Or die down quietly.
If the flame has been snuffed out
With nothing left behind,
That’s when you need the memories,
Of good things in your mind.
And even though it’s over,
Don’t bog down in remorse…
Reach instead for brand new dreams,
And chart another course.
:f025: :f025: :f025: :f025: