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Regrets to Ash Footsteps

Almost every, time I regret a thing, I've done it's from becoming my worst enemy Why can I never seem, to step aside Get out of my own way, instead of being Caught  between the many things preventing me From heading to the spot, I should already be at But am not,  the haves and have nots are definately not Set in stone, but the etching of the rock, is getting close & the ticking of the clock it never slows Plus the pressure to be succesfull tends to grow, It looms large, i can't pretend it don't & i'm to smart, to accept the notion I won't win After the final second strolls Off of the scoreboard, I know  that nothings 4 shure Exept death and IRS collections so I'll just take these mental notes, And let them fuel, the things i do like texaco Then set the globe on fire utill there's nothing left but smoke And ashes decending downwards on my coat Footprints looking as if i just stepped through snow

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