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Remembering each day what I shouldn’t of done,
Each memory playing over and over, I so wish I could run,
Go so far away from these thoughts in my mind,
Regretting, regretting, how could I have been so blind?
Everlasting are the results of the actions I wish to undo… I’m so upset!
Tainted forever with the rash of regret.
By: Melissa-Rose Devnarain