Circle Of Regret. - Poem by jon dean
Why do we fight when we know we will loose.
Why do we go when we know we should stay.
Why do we shout when we should talk it out.
Why do we laugh knowing we want to cry.
Why do we act right knowing we're wrong
I dnt know, but what I do know is
I was wrong.
I want to cry.
I should have talked it out.
I should have stayed.
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