Sea of Regrets
Sitting by the sea, drawing lines on white sand
Knowing someday, waves would grace my past
Ripples of my heart, blurring reflections of guilt
As the past surged by, like a raging river
I wish time and tide could cease
Perhaps the stench of this creek, might set me free
From the droplets of rainy tears
Sedimenting impurities on this fountain of love
Sailing on nemesis, without trusted oars
Flipping through verses to rinse my flaws
Knowing someday, waves would grace my past
Sitting by the sea, drawing lines on white sand
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