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With Deep Regret

Little wars of the heart Hurt the worst What slowly tears apart Are small words at first Bigger actions Unhinged captions Of moments we can never take back I regret opening my mouth for the sake of my passions © The Sad Owl

Purple Heart

Under the yew in acrid taste; poison on my tongue Where consternation grows as wild as this overgrowth To have lived so long in the bitterness of a memory Red passion, lights that signal; the end, stop. As I try to pick up these small fragments Fallen and cursed to […]