Regrets flows a crimson red.
Tears of blood
On my tongue
Taste of crimson
Spilling from a gun
Flowing freely
Like a river
Down a street
Upon a shiver
Giving me chills
Up my spine
As whispers float
Into my mind
Turning nightmares
From real-life fiction
Into daydreams
Of past addictions
Taking over
A soul possession
From lost regrets
My one obsession
Never forgetting
Forever broken
Wanting forgiveness
For lives unspoken
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