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Regretful of my past mistakes that have lead me to my greatest fear.

Sometimes I think of the past and things I could have done better, but I neglect to think of things that could have been much worse.

This is one of my older poems that I wrote my freshman year in high school. It is about being "murdered" by regrets. 2004.

Making me
If you have not lived any of this
What could you possibly call pain
You have not even scratched the surface

9-21-06 I really indeed thought I was in love...

Written 27th of December, 2005