I stand alone between the roads,

Regret behind and dread ahead.

I shift my heavy, tainted load,

And try to choose which path to tread.

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I carry with me all my past,

The things I’d rather leave behind.

If only sorrows would not last,

If only memories were kind.

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Paralyzed by fear and doubt,

I would not wish to walk alone.

Abandoned, empty, still I shout

To hear, but echoes of my own.

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A staggered, broken, aimless gait,

The path was never mine to choose,

I’m guided by a twisted fate.

I know that I will ever lose.

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A single step, I dare not take,

To face the risk of one more day.

To dream so deep I would not wake,

The only hope I don’t betray.