The Wind
wind blows and it changes not the same today nor tomorrow
its may have been just me and the me becomes a we or back to just me
no regrets, no pain, no turning back
what of, could of, should of, may tear you up on the inside
step out of the box walk away
what can, will happen, is what should be said everyday
some days tears fall like the rain
some days happiness shines like rays of sun
hear the sounds of the wind as it whispers by carrying all the burdens of sorrow and regrets
of yesterday
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