To conclude the part: "everybody leaves."
There's no always and forever.
A thought, barely worthy of a ponder.
Even flowers brown and wither.
What more of words, one may wonder.
Always and forever or so they say.
Promises made and come what may.
But everyone knows there'll be a day.
A choice to make that'll make it sway.
That always and forever hung so loose.
Not so much of a hang man's noose.
I've been and walked in those shoes.
Maybe a shade too dull of different hues.
Yet it hangs, always and forever.
Laughter spreads never to yonder.
Now you be happy, my little sister.
Cos I saved a little prayer for you.
Love, your brother.
That, in conclusion, has been concluded.
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