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Pensive Mood
Ageless,
or so it seems
as I look back on all life's dreams
and wonder where they went.
It certainly wasn't meant
to be that way...
having yesterdays' dreams a joke
that drift away in smoke
as I stood by, helplessly
and let it be...
Could I have changed
the way they went
and made a little bigger dent
in life if I had had more heart?
Should I have made a brand new start?
Where did I fail?
And when opportunity knocked
why had I locked
my door?
Well... it really doesn't matter anymore.
I'm past that stage in early age
when I thought I gave it all my best,
'cause now it's time
for this old heart to rest.
