If things could have been different

If things could have been better

If things just werent so randomised

Just like the changing weather

When choices in life are made

You cannot change the fact

Whether right, Or whether wrong

There Is no going back

So when you are feeling lonesome

On a cold and lonely night

Remember this poem and burn it

Even if just for heat and light

Coz the choices in life have been made

Cant change whats done is done

Your crimes in life will be paid

Thats the meaning of life

In one

By the Hopeless Writer

PM Jarvis

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