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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A stanza at the end of the year Wouldn't show how much it meant It almost seems like it was a different world That has come to an end Life back then seemed like just a fleeting dream The kind of thing where you can't wake up No matter how much you scream And we'd wait for the end Well, whatever that meant And one day it came Amongst regret and shame And God almost claimed you And gravity almost maimed you And in the end I had to make my choice Sweat rolled down my spine as I drove home I expected hate and hell What I got was warmth within your embrace Inside your hospital cell And all weekend, we rushed back to you It may have only been for an hour But it was worth its weight in gold And we grew closer ever since Looking back, I'd wince Like I don't wanna mince Another goddamn word Thinking back, it was me That had caused misery And now every day I get to look on back And think about how I ruined it all I don't know what's coming next anymore I really never did All I've got is hope and another promise That the old regret would be rid It doesn't feel like the old brand of hope Less like getting high, and more like trying to cope With every memory Dreams of you and me And I'm back in your arms Without it meaning a thing Unlike that day at the graves Where all that I craved Was just one more touch So I could be enslaved Now I'm giving my all just to live
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