Jan 2016
Regret and death are friends.
The first varies while the latter's constant.
They both approach you when it's the end,
Be sure the first's worth it, 'cause changing it, you can't.
The first varies while the latter's constant.
They both approach you when it's the end,
Be sure the first's worth it, 'cause changing it, you can't.
A better poem about regret and death, atleast for me.
