Strangers

The places
We had gone,
On cycles
All along.

The girls
You had teased;
The stones
That I missed.

Today looks
At us;
Shocked
Where did it lost!

The hills
That we climbed.
The tress
We did swing.

An old
Wooden bed,
On which
Once we lay.

All weep
Quietly.
All are same;
Where are we?

We’re sworn to be,
Friends forever;
Together, no matter
Where we are.

And now we’ve
Become strangers;
We see each other
And change our paths.

~KMnO4

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