I've been thinking of wat is past,
thinking of words which i should have said,
without a prayer,without a care,
a truth, bitter to hear yet sweet to yield!
A place to be,A place to see
oh!how different it would be!!
I've seen it! ignored it,blessed and cursed by it..;
twisted and stoned yet,and bestowed by it
Then the door opens..
I walk by it
but Alas! i glance through it
I cannot find peace if that is what i yearn!
I cannot destroy my imagination
sit and stare,turn and run
twist and turn,
but i cant escape but learn!
I have been thinking of what is lost,
Thinking of goals which i should have set,
Without a fear,without a care..
a range too often near but
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