The Line On The Mirror
The clock spins a constant taunt,
Could I recast the haunt?
To change the past, a yearning deep,
Would lingered regrets still sleep?
The unseen eyes' fear, shadowed stains,
A life unlived, a life in vain.
While others see in change a sin,
A slight to what has always been.
Judgment falls, twists, and stings
A world of scores, life's grading rings.
Etched lessons in our...
Could I recast the haunt?
To change the past, a yearning deep,
Would lingered regrets still sleep?
The unseen eyes' fear, shadowed stains,
A life unlived, a life in vain.
While others see in change a sin,
A slight to what has always been.
Judgment falls, twists, and stings
A world of scores, life's grading rings.
Etched lessons in our...