Walking down Memory Lane,
I found someone I thought I'd lost long ago,
Someone who once had hope and courage,
Someone who once believed in miracles and dreams,
Someone who wasn't afraid to love,
Someone who didn't let society dictate her ways,
Someone who once had an undying fire within her.
Walking down Memory Lane,
I found myself.
But no.Not just myself,
I found myself,
In the most purest form.
Walking down Memory Lane,
I wonder helplessly why she is figment of the past.
I wonder why she is unable to make it to the future.
Walking down Memory Lane,
I wonder how many people come back with regrets.
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Metanoia
Poetry(Highest Ranking-#14) Metanoia -The journey of changing one's mind,heart,self or way of life.The process of experiencing a break down and the subsequent positive psychological rebuilding and healing. A/N:This work is copyrighted.So don't even think...
