Too Little Too Late:
all my life
i have been
chasing a
dream
at a time
with
planned-out goals
no
sidetracks
no
distractions
no
second thoughts
then you come
barging in
making me
doubt my
existence
making
me doubt
my comfort zone
and here i was
too afraid to take risks
so you went
on your way
and surrendered
the love so true
until it came
to the point
that i was now
the one chasing you
but is there still
anything left to chase
been running around
in circles
challenging fate
or am i
just
too little
too late
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(1) Prologues of a Brokenheart (COMPLETED)
Poetry"because love requires guts, a soul, and a short term memory..." -some bookmark Random thoughts and lyrics about the heart and it's misadventures. [Copyright.styledinpink.sweetnovemberof.2013]
