A Whirling Clock

April 6, 2018

Yesterday, a memory soon to be forgotten

Yesterday, a tear for tomorrow

Yesterday, a mistake that needs to be forgiven

 

A Stroll down memory lane

While another dream goes down the drain

And ones' smile is strained

 

Remember the old love?

Remember the innocent gleam?

Remember the laughter?

 

Cut yourself for the regret

Cut yourself for the guilt

Cut yourself for the dread

If you're lucky you'll be dead

 

Today, a new love who might always be true

another hope inside of you

A new dream in the front view

 

Now, what's next?

Then, who's there?

Later, when?






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