In the drizzling rain of life,
we think there's no way out,
we only expect pain,
we give up to our demons,
and let them guide our feet down this dark route,
Our demons are Regret,
we feel absolute and totally scared,
what if, what if we fight,
fight for that light we wish we had,
we could put our darkness in its shadow,
Light is the shadow of darkness,
same coin opposite raideince,
heads, light, as well as luck,
tails, misfortune, and dispair,
It's not the coin with power,
it's our believes,
can we pick up the coin and flip it,
is it fate,
or is our regret too heavy to bend over,
will it crush us,
that's up to us.
©fakelove
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