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Nov 2014
Missed opportunities are, perhaps,
what haunts me the most
Just thinking about how different things could be,
If I had done one thing differently

I hate regrets,
And I torture myself with What Could Have Been

It's like being sucker punched with brass knuckles
And it makes me nauseous

I hate regrets.

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