Sometime…

I know how to make a mark,

A part of me yearns for the past without mistakes.

But I keep the depths of my soul in the dark.

The other parts linger between the present and futures sake.

May my love remain untamed.

You are my my musketeer!

It’s all the same…

I often wonder what it is that we fear.

We won’t be left behind

Tomorrow brings intrigue.

It’s just flickering in my mind.

Gotta go now, glad we could agree.

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