Wasted Tears

My wasted tears will run its course

Black as the darkest days I endured

On my youthful days of yesterday

The eras of my past

The chances never taken

The stolen kisses and touches down my back

The midnight laughs

The goodbyes never spoken

Once was whole and pretty and shiny

Is now gone and lost and forgotten

My wasted time will run out

And there will be nothing left to fix or save

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