Living in History..
As I glance over my shoulder,
looking back at all things unkempt,
I'm faced with a dilemma,
of not setting them straight back then.
It's been a long time,
since I've looked myself in the mirror.
Would've been nice to realize the romantic in me,
as I find out new truths when the memories come flashing back.
All of it was not my fault, you know,
but I can never stop looking back.
I guess I'm living in history now,
looking around with a torchlight...
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