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Regrets

by Bobo 

Posted: 31 October 2003
Word Count: 39


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Troubled
twilight
seconds
passing in tortured time.
Dragging their heels
in slalom stagger
through my psyche,
castrated
by fear.

Haunted
harrowed
minutes
recount horrors of hours now dead.
Misdeeds and murder
I can't escape
tap-dance menacingly
in my head.






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roovacrag at 10:46 on 31 October 2003  Report this post
Regrets is a good title for this poem.The pain and sadness will heal with time.xxxalice

Fearless at 11:26 on 31 October 2003  Report this post
Regrets? Sounds more like demons or fear.

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Bobo at 14:11 on 31 October 2003  Report this post
Regrets / demons...all part-'n'-parcel of the same thing....things I regret, things that haunt me.

Thanks Alice, I know that time helps, but maybe it's bad for wounds to heal too much lest we forget the lessons we learn by living.

BoBo xxx

Fearless at 22:57 on 31 October 2003  Report this post
BoBo

Please don't let regret be the chains that bind you to darkness.

F


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