Sitting alone under a tree,
-Prasanna Pala
Setting up my heart free,
The pleasant breeze,
Holding my keys,
Opening the lock of my memories,
My hidden treasuries,
Coldly, I wonder,
Remembering the days of thunder,
My heartbroken,
Because of the words, you have spoken,
It made me upset,
I want to forget,
I remember more deep,
And cry out extreme,
Whenever I think of you,
Everything turns blue,
As life goes on,
I’m just moving on,
But now I want to step out of you,
And start my life new.
Heartfelt entrance, girl … I think I’ve told you once. The past is not modifiable, you must put it in a bag and throw it away as if it were the garbage of your home, The future is uncertain, because it is only a wish. Live in the present, using the resources you have, which are surely many to build every day to be at peace with yourself. A warm greeting.
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Yeah, I remember. Thank you 💙
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Start your life new as often as you need to. Great words.
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Yeah, Thank you 💙
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