Wednesday, May 4, 2011


I wonder if I'd still have time
After all that's gone to waste
If I would ever change a line
Decide for another fate

And yet it seems so far behind
That nothing feels the same
The words retold inside this mind
Playback a different game

The promises that can't be kept
Fell more like a distant past
Stories that were never real
Except for all they made me feel

Though awkward as it seems
I have no record of regrets
Blurred as they may now be
I hope never to forget

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