We'd suffered regret, cried shameful tears
We'd hidden guilt, and shame, and fears.
So slowly we began to hate
In ourself
What doesn't kill others leaves them broken
Like fault and regret, self-hate, unspoken
But the spell of love, deep and real
Can help any battered heart to heal
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Guilt
PoetryThe feeling of guilt, regret.Wishing you could go back and change the past. We have all been there.
