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REGRETS.
Walking on this empty street,
I realise some things,
The day gloomy,
The sky dull,
Many miseries untold.
I know all the mistakes I made,
Ruining my life with my own hands,
There are somethings that I did wrong,
Something that cannot change,
I'd give my all to do them right.
I pretend to be strong,
Day and night.
I pretend to be,
Someone I'm not.
I pretend that I'm okay with it,
With a smile stuck on my face.
Can't think straight,
Can't bother about life anymore.
Cause the weight of the mistakes,
They're bringing my shoulders down.
Regret courses through my veins ,
And makes me lifeless.
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REGRETS.
Teen FictionEveryone has regrets. Just a poem about I feel about my regrets.