The Bonds of Age
The bonds of age, keep turning the page, my desires in a cage, suppressing the rage,
with only memories to gage, my life was the wage...the strength did fade, the mind
wasn't made, now at the end of day, was there another way...how do you say, I'm
sorry, how do you take it back...regrets are what's left, won't let me forget...trying to
correct the mistakes...but the heart still breaks.
Written by Christian Francis
Posted on 05/19/12
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