Prisoner of Time

All that's left after many years
is only this unbridled rage
unrequited desires and suppressed memories
that with impunity so rampage

To turn back the clock I so desire
to revisit those moments once more
with the confidence accumulated of age
to confront and settle old scores

Alas only the sharp sting of defeat
with the losses one must contend
those memories so daily torment
of those outcomes we couldn't mend

The End

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