Past: Unfinished 2

I wish I could turn back time,
back to the days of innocence,
when we were young and naive.

I now sit in the dark alone,
tears slowly roll down my face,
trying to think everything’s fine.

My heart now reminds me of,
looking at the the barren landscape,
fire ravaged and dying.

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