Topic: Golden Days | |
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As I sit here
alone and thinking Distracted thoughts yet contemplating All the while aggravating This soul of mine won’t stop debating It cries to me that I am free Through clearer eyes I should see Hold no regrets to the past Just cause some things didn’t last I try to see through this emotional haze In hopes of a future in which to praise Not thinking of past as my golden days I’m living them now right here, my way! |
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