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Broken
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Category : Poems
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Even what they call the end has no end...
If it is to last forever.
What about me, as long as I live,
I will always return to our memories.I don't live in the past, but I can't forget
What made me once happy.
If I can no longer be,
At least I know what I live for
For the rest of my life... broken.