The days of
glory have long gone past
Just a
story to be told
The buzz
and excitement did not last
Only in
memories they'd unfold
Realities
of life had struck a blow
While I
reeled under its strain
It took
with it the love and glow
Leaving me
to deal with pain
Though in a
crowd, alone was I
Bereft,
shattered and lost
The thorny
path caught my eye
And I
realized what love had cost
As I stood
there looking, all alone
At the vast
and barren land
Escaping my
lips was a whimper and moan
And
emptiness in my hand
Wiping my
tears I moved ahead
Knowing the
pain I'd face
I chose to
face the strain instead
Than return
to the rat race
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