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life

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men

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Regret

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The anger is over, the fire is out. My pain is replaced with fear and with doubt. There's a weight in my mouth, the silence agrees, so my words are unspoken, and the breath in me leaves. My tears are remorseful of the lies that we shed, As I lay here alone, afraid, in my bed. My mind wanders through all the 'ifs', all the 'buts' Yet my thoughts are a blade, and its my soul that gets cut. The night fades away, still no rest, still no sleep. My heart lays in tatters, my body a heap. My days, they are bitter, the time passes slow. Reminders surround me, raining blow after blow. I seek solace ...

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