Those Times

Now I wonder,
Why we fight but yet cant –
Live without one another,
Remembering all your chants.
Naughty and hilarious I am,
When you call me away for the play.
I’d always answered follow like a lamb,
And there till night, we’d stay.
At nights, most times we grew afraid,
Then we’d start the play all over again.
With our voices sharp like blades,
Till our eyes would start to complain.
Until we were separated apart,
Now I got to knew you mean so much to my heart.
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