Time goes in a speeding haze
Lost forever are those days.
No way to go back and claim.
Never to return and gain.
Things not said. Things not done.
The heart lies aching in one's breast.
Makes it difficult to take a breath.
Shades, shadows of lost dreams,
and love, are all that's left
Leaves the soul bare and bereft.
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