Oh aged mind that seeks to ponder
But oft a mind that’s left to wander
Into the abyss of years long past
But there remains the spell that casts
For happenings of old remain in place
And come to fill thy dreaded space
Some thoughts bring regret I cannot shake
As misery and pain still forced to take
Old hurts and wounds will thrive anew
And sometimes I thinks past joys are few
Of wrongs cast upon the ones I care
Once more emerge to enhance despair
Painful solace is slow to come
As hard it is the mind to numb
Possibly to rethink is to exacerbate
For healing process will come but late
For if the deeds been done in past
Are meant to haunt so they must last
Perhaps the pain to stay is just
For warn of new wrongs is a must
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