Sometimes, Regret
Sometimes without even knowing
Of the hurt in what we've said
Or the seeds that we are sowing
In the garden of regret
Sometimes without even thinking
Of the words that have just left
Too late to change the meaning
As they fill another's head
Sometimes without even seeing
The hurt that has been fed
I am one in my believing
That most would have regret
Sometimes without even breathing
Words need not be said
Just a look in how it's given
Brings to flood an entire mess
Sometimes without even blinking
We all place our bets
On one another's feelings
As things go left unsaid
Sometimes without even finding
We have made our bed
In the thunder bolts and lightning
Of living with regret
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