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Regret
Delirious images of what-could've-beens
Haunt my day like walking dreams
Regret twists my gut sick
The road not taken mocking me
If I could give it all up
For a taste of what I've already had
Would I so callously toss it aside
And become a ghost, lost in the past?
I ponder it as I take a sip
The pills already down
Not too late for a last regret
As I jump in to another memory and drown
Haunt my day like walking dreams
Regret twists my gut sick
The road not taken mocking me
If I could give it all up
For a taste of what I've already had
Would I so callously toss it aside
And become a ghost, lost in the past?
I ponder it as I take a sip
The pills already down
Not too late for a last regret
As I jump in to another memory and drown
Published 22nd Jan 2019
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