A past repeated

by Weeping Wolf   Jul 11, 2005



I sit here in my silent solitude
Reminiscing on things past
Wishing change wasn’t true
Hoping things could be renewed
Yet knowing they never could

And as I weep in my nightmares
Remembering my past-repeated
It runs over n over again in my head
These memories murdering my mind
why is the world so unkind?

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