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Scribbled ideas and thoughts

On match covers holding the lessons life taught me

Gum wrappers, napkins and notebooks all filled

With phrases and rhymes for the castle I'll build

Sentenced and locked from the pen my heart spilled

Into boxes of words, all perfectly preserved and frozen

Under regret



For years now I have saved them

Untouched, diminished, betrayed them, buried under regret

All the hopes of a child, and that humble, naive smile

And the love that I will never forget is still waiting

Under regret



Thousands of lyrics for songs

What pictures are worth but not one of them drawn

Recorded accounts of my trials and doubts

Pondering, finally I figured it out

This time I will dive in and pull myself out

Of these boxes of words

Unsung and still unheard all buried

Under regret



For years now I have saved them, starring still afraid

Of digging... digging... digging...

Into the hopes of a child, and that humble naive smile

And the love that I will never forget is still waiting

Under regret