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Chewing Nails
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Winter 02-03 I'm staring at the future
One I may not be part of
And I'm realizing I was wrong
Because THAT is nothing to fear
THAT is a familiar face
I have never met
I squeezed too tight
And I lost sight
Of what was important
Wilted regrets
We all make mistakes
Mine ended up
Claiming the best piece of me
"Wilted regrets" -- very lovely. I like this poem. It seems simultaneously straightforward, yet evasive.