People are just phases
In the longer phase called life
In the shorter span called phase
Each arrives and so do they pass
Giving you what it was here for
Taking from you what it was meant to
But the memories linger
For many phases to come up
Some are fragrant, some are not
Most are bitter but a few still sweet
But you got to understand
That ‘the’ phase has passed
The person is gone
Not far far away yet far away
And when you feel too happy
Remember,
People are phases
And this too shall pass!
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