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Heels worn down to the bone
Streetlights counted alone
Backpack bends my spine
Turning frost into wine
Late night cheers with my shadow
Drunk on memories my sorrow
Past swallowed bitter brew
Fate's hot soup I chew
Life it never bends to our will
Waves toss us fortunes spill
Wrinkles mark the young face
Half a spring lost in haste
Old clock at the alley's end
Leaks the past it cannot mend
Pockets empty coins clink
Laziness reality's wink
Diary pages tears dried
Reality's frost dreams hid
Cheap wine sorrow's brew
Old dreams they renew
Storefront suits out of reach
Numbers on the card they preach
Countless tales of age
My life a written page
Life it never bends to our will
Waves toss us fortunes spill
Wrinkles mark the young face
Half a spring lost in haste