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Whispers of Woe

Ye Universe heal my heart

For my grief is tearing me apart 

Why can’t everyone see I’m trying 

They only pay attention when I’m crying 

I’ve had such a hard life as it is 

When will I ever get to experience bliss 

For all I have ever known is pain 

To be told I only have myself to blame 

What did I ever do so wrong

To deserve a life so tortured and so long 

Is despair...

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Regret

Regret

 

Regret
A thousand times regret.

Choices made,
that cannot be unmade.

Stupid things,
done again and again.

Foundations
laid for a useless life.

Coming to an end for some time.

At least death will be done right.

Kind of hard to screw that up.

 

(Photo taken by poet. It's the Pennsylvania hills behind Frank Lloyd Wright's Kentuck Knob House.)

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