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Regret

 
Death is nature's sleeping pill,
In death comes sleep,
Eternal deep,
In the eyes of others my morbid relief,
My dreams aren't dreams,
They're memories,
A poison pen to write a letter,
To fix upon my life's vendetta,
The suffering of sanity,
The victim's disease,
The symptoms of guilt,
Brings man to his knees.
Written by NicoleMelrose (Nicole Melrose)
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