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Reading over the past

In pictures holding time

I think of all the time I've lost

When I could have called you mine



I never tried to tell you,

I never let it show.

You were all I ever wanted

Yet now you're my only sorrow



I wish I could change the past,

Change the paths that I strode

But such things are unchangable

So I only hope to meet you,

At life's next crossroad.