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My Biggest Regret
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My Broken Heart What am I doing here?
I fell on my face again
groveling at your feet
and somehow I
don’t know how
I got there.
I always knew
I would regret this,
lament keeping you
around when I should
have known better.
But such is my reality.
You always did have a way
with your tender words,
urging me nearer.
I can’t leave now,
not until you
break my heart
completely.
