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Dec 2018
I regret every second
I regret the minutes of silence when nothing was said
I regret the moment i could have changed.

The seconds, the minutes
The hours, the days ,
I regret it all

Though not everything was filled with regrets
You were a brief summer warmth
In my desolate winterland
Blew life into my trees and made flowers bloom
Roses and lilies
Violets and daisy
You made me grow them all

My brief summer warmth came as fast as she left
And all that was left was a blistering cold wind
The trees all died and a beautiful garden as well
The roses withered and the violets and daisies grew not
For now it's once more a desolate winterland
And so I await for my brief summer warmth to come back

For It alone gave me strength
Endurance and hope
For when I am without it
I'm left with no hope

And so I mourn the loss of my brief summer warmth
I regret that I did not stop you
I wish I could have
But now present has become past
And what can a mere mortal do against time
And just as I was beginning to change
From winter to spring.
Would love some feedback on this.
Written by
Sandaru
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