If Life Had A RewindA Poem by Blinded Onemelancholy
I sit and ponder day's past,
time flies, yet I don't move so fast, choices made, prices paid, paint on a blank future, scars remain, even with suture. As I reminisce, I wonder this, If Life had a rewind in the game, would we do it all the same?
© 2015 Blinded OneAuthor's Note
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