A thousand regrets
from a thousand lifetimes ago.
Like the discarded ash
off the end of a lit cigarette.
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Haunted today
by decades past
of words not said
and visions cast.
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Silent surrender
sliding into the abyss.
See crescent moons of ruby
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I love you more than most
but your only a ghost
a dream, a wish, a faded memory
tucked away.
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