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Rated: E · Poetry · Biographical · #2234355
Divorce has been hard on my kids. Forced to choose mom or dad, I didn't stand a chance.
It's been seven hundred thirty days
Since I've seen your face
Since I held your hand
Since you helped me understand

That life is short
And the true value of a day
When it's lost to time
My Everest to climb

I held on tight
But you slipped away
Who's to blame?
Should it be my shame?

When I was left behind
I didn't want to hold you back
So I set you free...
Despite me

Did it have to be this way?
As I mark another day
Maybe one day you'll see
Maybe one day I'll be free

Stop counting my regrets
Break the cycle that's been set
On a brand new day
That'll take my pain away

You had to choose
And someone had to lose
But still...I sit and wait for you
What else can I do?

Another day that passes by
Another day not by your side
Will it be another year?
Or my worst fear?

My dreams have turned to dust
And tears have caused my heart to rust
It's only love that I can trust
To bring you back to me




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