Whispers of Regret
by Ink Soul
In the silence of my soul, I hear whispers of regret,
A chorus of what-ifs, a symphony of pain,
Longing to turn back time, to mend what's been torn,
A sorrow so deep, it leaves me forever forlorn
Whispers of Regret
by Ink Soul
In silence deep, the whispers softly call,
A chorus woven with the threads of pain
Regret surrounds, a haunting, endless thrall,
Longing to mend what life has left in vain
Each what-if dances in the shadows cast,
A symphony of sorrows intertwined
For every choice, a future fading fast,
And every tear, a memory confined
Yet in this grief, I seek a path to rise,
To find redemption in the scars I bear
For though the past is veiled in darkened skies,
A flicker glimmers through the weight of despair
So let me tread with care through what's undone,
And forge a light to guide me toward the sun
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