There comes a time for change,
A leave it all behind kind of change,
A back-lit stage leaving of sorts.
An abandoning of soul, but
With a reservation in eternity.
Only the collective experience of two remains in
A lost place, a place hidden in time.
Where The ticking has stopped, daylight has faded to black,
Pictures have come and gone and
All is left behind, but never forgotten.
So the story continues. The players change but in the background, heart and hurt remain the same.
Same feelings in different colors, awash with love,
But always broken.
Much truth in what you have written here.
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