I shall leave with memories behind
No footprints so that you can look
My images will then rush in your heart
But be never printed in any book
I am leaving a place called home
Not for it was warm with a roof
But for few hearts that brought me back
When I was running wild and aloof
Not that I am not glad to leave
Some shadows and some lurking souls
But more than that I am sad to lose
Few hands that I willingly hold
These strings that pull my heart
These feelings that move some tears
May be I made more friends than I thought
And more of those loving dears!!
As I pack my suitcase and tie my lace
I turn back to see what I left
But before you make me promise
I won't try paying back your debt!
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