Valerie (valeriejoy) wrote,

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you are regret

You are dead
how dare you utter
such accusations
untrue and unfounded
merely excuses
for your pathetic version
of a soul
You are nothing
a waste of breath
not even worth these words
But just this once
this must be said
You don't exist
You are not even dust in the wind
You are regret
for ever knowing you
And now you are dead...

I can't say in a public post.
Tags: poetry
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