Longing For The Good Times


I long for those times
When everything was fine
The days were bright
And everything seemed alright
Then came the dark days
In its mysterious ways
Making me feel scary
Tired, sick and weary
Still my hopes didn't die
I let my imagination fly
Into the yonder world of dreams
As reality isn't what it seems
I would weave words of magic
Though haunted by past so tragic
Through my Muse,I found peace
Life's strange
But that's the way it is.

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