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Night Time of Life
Night-time, in the quite of our minds,
when we are all alone;
We think of things that could have been
and what things different we could have done.
But the divergence of the paths of life
of those we walk beside,
Are seldom destined to converge again;
thus perpetuating the pain inside.
Two souls walk through the darkest night
searching for a hand to grasp,
or the others arm to hold.
They ask each other only, “may time regress
and replay once again,?”
The time in life when all was bliss
before the perfect love was lost;
and the pain of living too great a cost.
And then the daylight comes
and these things are but a dream.
For a fool cannot retrace his steps
and walk he must tomorrow,
Though suffering with a broken heart
he may greedily embrace the sorrow.
