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Aug 2015
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
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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