My soul weeps
It weeps for the one that should have been first
It weeps for the years I searched for something that I never found
It weeps for the me that I never became
My soul longs
It longs to be stronger than the demons I created
It longs to be fearless enough to face that which would destroy me
It longs to be a warrior in the battle for my life
My soul wishes
It wishes for new beginnings
It wishes for the me that I have seen in my dreams
It wishes for just a taste of a life that I will never live
My soul waits....
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