Young Writers Society

Sick and tired of all these games,,
Tell me when we’ll meet again.
I can’t decide if it’s too late,
To try to rearrange our fates.

I wish I could go back time,
But I’m afraid of what’d I’d find.
Is it to late to go back now,
and fix all mistakes somehow?

*You left me bleeding on the floor
Hungry hearts left wanting more
There’s a lesson to be learned
Play with fire you get burned.

I was out for love and now,
It’s all revenge I’d do without.
Trying to find out what was wrong,
But it’s just taken way too long.

You were everything me,
You filled my heart and made me see:
There is way more to this world,
That meets the eye, now it’s just hurt.

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There is so much to this life,
That I could do without,
But I will not give up now,
Just wish I could go back somehow….

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