Sitting outside just to escape the scotching heat,
Enjoying the romance of the steady breeze,
Took me down the lane of memory,
As I strolled through my gallery.
Memories of the good and bad times,
Playing so fresh right in my eyes,
Reminds me of who I ones was,
Maybe I haven’t changed at all.
What do I have to learn from this tread,
A mixed feelings of joy and regret,
For the good I’ve done and the opposite,
All ended with a shy, I’m not totally bad after all.
Right inside me still lies the beauty,
The good that can’t be hidden,
A colourful image beyond imagining,
Under this trash lies the best piece.
SOURCE:Zeus
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