Old paths conquer new,
I look back with stormy eyes.
I can’t. Not again.
Not again, anew,
same old pain, wrapped up again.
I will, but I can’t.
Old paths conquer new,
I look back with stormy eyes.
I can’t. Not again.
Not again, anew,
same old pain, wrapped up again.
I will, but I can’t.
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