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NaNa Apr 2016
Regret.

Nibbles away at the tiny corners of the conscious mind.

Preoccupying ones thoughts with remorse and somewhat desire.

Remorse over what is done
and what is to be done.

A desire
to do it again.

Regret.

Not a feeling rather a trait.
Its characteristic
embodied within the human

Its here, and its here to stay.
NaNa Apr 2016
I carried my burden
Sat at your doorstep

Contemplated a thousand excuses
to not turn to you
to walk away

You opened the door
finding me at your knees
scratches and broken bones

I sank in to your arms
The burden lifted

You are there
Even when I am not here

— The End —