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Regret
The tears fall from terror taking my tragic soul To teach a lesson to the tactless villans of Today without remorse for the tragedy I have witnessed Never will I be the same after I was slain by The knife of disdain on this wretched day Always wished to get away from the pain But never given the same as I pay The power of death hangs over my head Like a knife about to be slit but I never get To see the light of day after what I have Paid to rue the day I was trained Pain holds my head under the water As regret fills the sink to Make me think of what crime I have Committed on the day it rained I will always remember the “BANG” Of the trap like the tap of the rain I once loved, ruined by the mistakes Of my youth as I replay the memories The smell of regret on my sweat As I fret over stuff I know I can’t change, Joined with the sound of the Children forever young I kick myself to feel the pain I deserve For the pain, I have served to the Kids in the woods I have slain With my words
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