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Dreams shot down in their prime |
| Reflecting on my days gone by, of all the things I've missed; regrets now are haunting me a never-ending list. Dreams shot down in their prime, never had a chance; Words that never left my lips, dances left to dance. Disappointment, I've had my share, it seems to have no end; People who have let me down, on no one can I depend. Lies spoken by friend and foe have torn my world apart; Leaving deep, unhealing scars upon my soul and heart. Losses, I count one by one; Each brings its own deep grief; I fight my way through darkness but cannot find relief. So many things I wish I'd done-- To see, to do, to be; Wondering if it's too late for another chance for me? |