What Used To Be

There was a time when we were friends,
Now we should be trying to make amends.
There was a time that used to be filled with joy,
But as of now it's a life of just annoy .
We once shared our passion,
Now we should be in search of compassion .
We had our time in each other's arms,
And now our lives are filled with harms .
We exchanged our vows , and promised to love,
Now , what once was a promise , is flying away on the,
Wings of a dove .

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