Splinters Of Regrets
Hope had flown, belief had died,
Caused by the splitters of regrets left rotting inside.
Contentment is often impossible to find
As splinters of regrets play games in the mind.
Visions of heaven, memories from hell,
Both with pictures and stories to tell.
Images remembered of tears that had been cried
Over the splinters of regrets left rotting inside.
Recollections of heartbreak shouted words of blame,
Drive the splinters of regrets to rattle in pain.
Shattered lives ruptured by the choices that were made,
Form the splinters of regrets that are never allowed to fade.
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