Saturday, September 3, 2011

That feeling after.

After every war comes a remorse,
A remorse so bad, it makes you wanna kill someone.
A realization of what you've lost in this fight,
Even after the victory is yours.



But the battles that were fought,
The battles that you have lost.
And everything lost in these lost battles,


Makes you realize you can never get some things back.
Some people, some feelings,
That part of you that is lost forever.
And you have to move on leaving it all behind.

Like it is said,
To gain somethings,
sometimes you gotta let go of some things.
But sometimes the price you pay is too high.
And no matter how hard you try,
The winds have changed.
And there is no turning back now.



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