Old Is Gold? Poem by Farah Mohamed

I’ve Heard People Say..
A Quote I’ve never believed in anyway..
Old Is Gold?
My Memories Are Hard To Hold..
When I Remember Them My Mind Gets Cold..
My Heart Can’t Be Sold By Gold..
Remember..You Let Me Go..
Well, In Case You didn’t Know..
I Am Erasing It All..
Not A Single Tear Will Fall..
Even If U Had To Crawl..
In My Eyes Your Now So Small..
Guess We Have To Say GoodBye..
Say Good Bye To Every Lie..
Its An End..Um Not Gonna Cry..
The End..! !