Regret

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    Regret

    Your heart is mine. I own it. You just don't realize it yet.
    Someday you'll come to a place where it all makes sense.
    The open sore on my soul. The bloody gush of regret.
    Incompetence.
    Whose love is greater? Selfish ask.
    Pretty little blond girl- hearts.
    Blue eyes- stars.
    All around me when I sleep.
    The dark room. It doesn't need to be.
    The pride. The hatred. Came between you and me.
    When I'm awake. When I can't breathe. When I regret leaving you, I can't believe. What was I thinking?
    I can't throw away anything that was you. My air collapses.
    I love you is not enough.

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    Savvy commented on Regret

    02-21-2009

    i've been there before! great poem!

    drewking commented on Regret

    02-16-2009

    awesome piece of work...

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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