I Sip Regret
I sip regret
Like it’s vintage wine
No chaos here
Just quite decay
And the truth that colludes
To burn my soul
Swearing in both truths
Every smile
Rehearsed with quite pain
They don’t see
what I hold inside
All the storms that rain in me
I keep my demons close by
Trying not to scream
To fulfill the satanic deeds
While letting the restless chase
The noise they choose.
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