I hope you not ever tread the path I chose,
Nor seek a fleeting freedom in the shadows.
I was foolish, once lost in my own greed,
And through a weary heart that sought to bleed.

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For the decades passed, enduring the sting,
A fraught plea to learn what life may bring.
To hope that pain wouldn’t have had me in chain,
Then to romanticize sorrow as to nurturing pain.

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Strange comfort found in every drop shed,
Whilst numbness cloaked like a dread.
“Never follow me”, I stumbled, unproud,
A reckless decision, lost among the crowd.

I sought relief not for the world to share,
But one to escape a weight I couldn’t bear.
Like verses from my past I’m constantly tracing,
Returning life’s debt, while hope seemed replacing.

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With love poured out for all who crossed my way,
I bid farewell, here’s the final words I say.
“In the shadows cast, I find peace at last.
Now, I’m gone, my echo is fading fast.”