I want to forget those days
But I can’t— My mind it replays
Each decision— The thoughts of mistakes
And how it all makes my heart ache—
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A late autumn afternoon and I watch carelessly, each leaf falling from the maple tree that stands in my front yard. As the leaves float ever
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The days shadows grew long
The perfect dream was evermore
My tears fell like the softest rain
Returning a soul from its hellish war
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The things that occupy my troubled mind
Those things right there in front of me
It is that which I pine the most often for
At night, I lie there awake, just trying to sleep
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It’s not that I couldn’t
I just wouldn’t
When I said that I tried
It was clearly a lie
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I think about the times we had
and those we’ve yet to have
About your big brown eyes
and how they stole my heart
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As I stand staring into the mirror
A silent reflection shows me its view
Of someone that seems very familiar
Or at least someone that I once knew
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The beacon of light that glimmers in the distance,
It was put there so many years ago.
Through a thousand storms it has survived,
Still shining bright, yet while never growing old.
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“Answer me one thing”, I asked the old man that day…
“What scares you the most?”
“Is it life, or is it death that you fear?”
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