Echoes Of Regret Poem by Lauren .
Echoes Of Regret
It's not too late to let it go,
All those times I had to sow,
But this time, I won't hide away,
I want to speak, come what may.
You may call me the monster, it's true,
But we all have secrets, me and you.
I realized it, now I know,
Time is short, and it steals the show.
Can you see it the way I do?
Or is it just the end coming through?
This particular piece. envelopes. the emotional release of finally venting your mind. after being the peace for your partner. so that they are seen. because you have to be strong for them. and you finally validating your feelings. through verbal rate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/18/2025 3:19:56 AM # 1.0.0
... I imagine that I hear a quite voice in the wind....at times stormy and fierce...at times gentle and sad...mostly joy full at last free and released from self imposed bonds