Regret

Mary

I know I have done no good, And I shouldn't be in the mood, I would change past if I could, Where is my childhood? Time flies with great speed, Future is not guaranteed, All those were bad deeds, That's why my heart bleeds. I should stop and look behind, Where is my future laying? What is wrong with my mind? Maybe I should just be dying.

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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