Regret Poem by Claire Lang

Regret



Regret in a heart
is like a knife through your chest
Do you expect it?
Maybe not.
I don't think you believe
that I WANT to talk to you
I DON'T hate you
I want to be your friend...

Monday, April 26, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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