Written By: Rameeza Ahmad
Finding words, it’s getting so hard
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Trying to remember without falling apart.
Things are the same, things are new.
Maybe it’s me or maybe it’s you.
Maybe it’s us or the what we want to be.
I don’t want to know, I don’t want to see.
Things are better, things are worse.
Life is a song and I’m singing a new verse.
Breathing is hard and pain hurts a lot.
Maybe I should have stayed, stayed and fought.
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