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Regret - E

Reminiscence of what used to be i look at the pictures and wish that we were still one and not looked at separately one more time i would want to feel our fingers intertwine and our love to be real what used to be can no longer be again you once my everything, my love, my Brenn my warrior my soldier but now you just pretend you dont see me as you hold her. i long ur embrace my hand on your face this love has gone to waste you ended it with haste as i dwelled on whats no more i dont know what i dwelled for

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/12/2010 4:01:00 AM
Sad piece Emm, let him go as there is one out there for you, the right one >> James
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Date: 6/12/2010 3:44:00 AM
very well written... nice flow
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Date: 6/9/2010 10:59:00 PM
truly regret is voiced here. A heartfelt write, Emm. About my love poem, I had to enter it under italian sonnet for the contest it was in, and also under memories for the theme of the contest. Anyway, thanks so much for reading.LUv, Andrea
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