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regret. remorse. affliction. i’m stuck, i’m trapped in my past actions and as innocent as it might have been. its game over, i can’t move forward, progress, or grow. it will forever haunt me, forever linger and remind me of the things i have done. the things i truly wish i could take back. i look around as everyone stares, cold judgement in their eyes. it wasn’t supposed to be this way, i’m not like this. i look in the mirror and nothing but intense remorse comes over me. i collapse under everything i’ve done. everything i’ve created. everything i should have stopped. it’s over for me, this ride called life. this unbelievable unstoppable unreasonable action.





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