Bleeding Niagara
Falls upon the regrets
Of your days
A crescendo of sorrows
Marinades a response
Rising Into the vapours
Of feeling
Lost in the spray of your heart
As time turns
Another corner
For change to buy
Another day
And another chance
At something else
Somewhere beyond the pain
Of now
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