Life is Fleeting.
Rarely do two love on the same level,
when it happens it is like a fireworks display.
Magic is deception , so is love.
Life is like a bundle of dreams and nightmares.
No tears left to shed.
What I know...goodbyes are difficult.
Good or bad we are a product of circumstance.
I want for others what I want for myself...peace.
The haunting truth reveals
the reality of choice and circumstances.
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The would, coulda, shoulda
does not change that tomorrow will come.
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There is no eraser big enough...
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I never thought I would be sorry for my choices...
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We can't take back yesterday
no matter how much we try,
the road before us was paved
as if I was sitting on the side line.
My heart is dipped in sorrow
and feels the pain each day,
as I go about wondering
who laid the path this way.
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I have so many emotions
as if the stories are yet untold,
bouncing back and forth
these feelings are getting old.
Sitting in the third quarter
the day are passing fast,
and I think who ever mapped
this journey is having the last
laugh.
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Love is like a circle
and there is no coming down,
tears falling with each moment
leave a bucked filled on the ground.
I might have done things different
and than again maybe not,
but I am holding on to the memories
that which I have a lot.
