Buried in my past,
I am trying to figure out what I did wrong.
If this goes so fast,
Will it be so long?
There were the mistakes I didn't stop,
My inner voice teased me more than once.
If only I could chop
All doubt, but it still runs.
Tell me what to do,
Tell me why to go away.
Like a morning dew,
I would never stay.
Buried in past
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