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Jan 2021
Regretful tongues
Can’t take
Anything back

Regret now,
Guilt later,
And tomorrow?
Then comes the pain

Pinpricks inside my ribs
A slow squeezing of my chest cavity
My heart closes

No more for me, thank you!

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me gs  Wisco
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