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My regrets
There are a million things I should've done or said
But now my body's restless and my spirit is dead
Now it's time for my final closure
and even a blind man could've seen that I should've done more
But the sands of time are slipping away
each minute equivalent to an entire day
Monotonous hours pass me by
I can't help but ask my self, why?
Why did I stay stagnant while everyone moved on?
Now all my chances are gone
I tried to fix it but I fear I made it worse
These are my regrets, and this is my curse.
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I've never really shown people my poems so bare with me here lol.