Dear Past Beloved,
The me of old
I'm writing, urging, don't give in
Life does have its ups and downs
Some you lose and some you win
I write to tell you there is hope
As you teeter by your grave
Focus on the light ahead
That your own soul you might save
I write to you, the younger me
Innocent of recent pains
Don't seek out the fleeting pleasures
Search for longer lasting gains
I write to you and hope that you
Won't make the choices that I made
That you will never have to live
With the choking price I've paid.
All rights reserved. Nom 7th January 2013.
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