The Path Not Taken

Two broken hearts slowly dying

And sorry I could not heal them both

And be one hero, as i kept crying

And thought what was right

To shine both so bright

Then felt captured by my feelings

And fell into complete shock

Because I found what I proclaimed

Though they did know what I fearly held and

Had mainly retained in hand

And none of them would ever have

In days or years

Oh, I deeply cared

Yet hard it was to hold on tight

I refused to choose

I didn't want to look

Somewhere far away is where I would go

Two souls alone would be

I had to let them go

And I set them free as I took my path


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