My Last Bow.

The New has come, the Old has to go. Like a robot of yesteryear, obsolete. Yeah we had fun. But none remembers. Remember the love? None remembers. Its so hard, and it hurts alot. But sooner or later, it will come to pass. So you, what do you think? For i did so much, yet reaped so little. And though i tried my best, you seemed unaffected. Impactless me.

So now the New is here, have fun and laugh. For old is still gold and i know where to go. But utterly disappointed i am. Broken and shattered my heart is. Past it will be once i finishthe rocky road. Now, i shall take my One Last Bow. * withdraws *