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Jun 2016
Regret, I know the most
Someone find me
a man to help me forget the other
Man, named Mistake

The walking guilt
I know guilt
The knowing, wishing you didn't know

The wishing,
Denial that life before
Is the life now

The wistful obsession
Trying to make the vase unbroken
Grace
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