Regret lingers in every choice,
A haunting whisper, a muted voice.
I ponder paths I did not take,
The life I lived, the dreams that break.
In shadows deep, the memories dwell,
Of chances lost, a silent hell.
I long for peace, to let it go,
But in my heart, the echoes flow.
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Echoes from the Canopy
PoezieWanna Hear the Echoes from the Canopy? This is a poetry collection that reflects the emotional struggles of today's youth. Each poem touches on themes of mental health, offering glimpses of both despair and hope. With short, powerful verses, it aims...
