Regrets and Second Chances

Posted: January 9, 2012 by aburroway in AdamB

If I could paint a picture for everything I’ve seen

I’d have a hallway full of memories

A haunting staring back at me.

If I could write a poem for every thought I felt

I’d have a palace full of rhymes

and not a single one would be heard.

You’ll be my memory

That I work so hard to keep

The sun will burn bright red

from all the hues we’ve lived and spent.

You’ll have my company

as I read to you tonight

The words will spill off from my tongue

Filled with meaning from my heart.


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