Old Memories, New Illusions

There was a time
Where it was all I thought of
But now I seek
For it no more

The space the place
Where we could have it all
Its all an illusion
Because we let it go

There was a room
Where we kept all our secrets
But now those secrets
Have grown old

If we keep ourselves
Locked in the past
We might forget to look
And see the path the ground beholds

Now its time to realize
The roads ahead will never be the same
Because the past as sweat as it was
Is well behind us for good sake

Its not bad to look behind
And remember the times we so adored
As long as we still know
They are now forever gone

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