Saturday, November 7, 2015

Stolen Life

Shall I live my life entrapped by
Sad remorse
Ever grasping for the dreams
That slipped away
Blinded to the joys which
Happen every day
A life without direction
No known course
Endless days of lonesome
Sad remorse

Bitter tears clog my throat
With sad regret
Aching for the life
I haven't led
Longing for the love
I never met
Bitter tears for dreams
I can't forget
All I have, this life
Of sad regret

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