The sickness is spreading
the hands are not steady
the foundation is shaky
grasping at straws
conjuring pitiful excuses
but still loses its shit.
At least, it’s done privately
as much as it could be done
and there’s no fun
nor in picture nor in feeling
dreaming can’t help my case
but to erase is a step
towards weary first regret.
Here's To Express.. :)
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Whoa. This is very powerful. Regrets, the most painful feeling, ever. 😦
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Thank you ♥ Yes, they are
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