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Regret

May 9, 2019
By rkrupp12345 BRONZE, Metairie, Louisiana
rkrupp12345 BRONZE, Metairie, Louisiana
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He comes to see me in the night,

And we begin to talk of the things we have done.

He reminds me of everything I did not do that one time,

And then he seems to have won.


All I do and all I have done,

Sometimes I missed out because of other things.

Yet he still does not let me overcome.

And it is like he plays a symphony of sad violins.


He still comes to me every once in awhile,

And I try to run but he follows me wherever I go.

A list of all the memories I missed he compiles,

And regret knows he will always be with me when I am alone.


The author's comments:

This poem is absed off the work of Emily Dickinson and personifies the feeling of regret. 


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