
Days, months, years
I've shed these tears
Regrets chased me
I hope I can be free
My life is in prison
With an unreasonable reason
My past is holding me back
In these shades of black
These chains in my hands
I can't barely stand
Chains made of silver
It makes me shiver
Memories keep flashing in my head
I don't know where it led
Chances I've failed
letters I've never mailed
Words left unspoken
My heart's broken
With one last cry
I'll bid goodbye
To this past of mine
Hope I'll be fine
In this trial
Of my own denial
-by "me and only me"
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