Regret

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The time lost like blowing grains of sand bring whisked away, never to be collected again, may find few to cupped in your hand, only for it to slide right through the fingers like damn almost got your ass, to  chase  behind it again like in the drunken stomper, trying to refuge something that was once whole, finally to realize that the pieces to be scattered to far around to repair. It's hard to say with just a glare, keep going through it knowing life isn't fair. People find it hard to comprehend, when one reaches inside and open side to reveal that they never knew was there. Naw they didn't really care to much, or never wanted to take a look long enough to care. It's not something you should be upset bout, should be proud and want to share, someone close to has a lil talent. Really she getting her mother f****** share

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