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Regret...
A beautiful call from deep in your soul, I listened but did not hear.
My anger rose at your simple requests and you left with an ache in your heart.
When your love burned to bright I hid in fear of being blinded.
Now, I sit alone in the dark in painful regret for what might have been.
My anger rose at your simple requests and you left with an ache in your heart.
When your love burned to bright I hid in fear of being blinded.
Now, I sit alone in the dark in painful regret for what might have been.
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