Remorse

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 00:26 -- Acesa2t

Hello, old feeling that I tried to hide.

Hello, old feeling that I'd try to push by.

Goodbye, everyone for whom I kept an open mind.

Goodbye, generosity, trailing behind.

Now, I'm facing what I'd stifled up before.

Now, I'm releasing the remorse in my core.

I'm done saving myself from what might feel worse.

I'm done saving myself from remorse.

Out with all the anger, and different forms of rage.

In with what now feels of comforting pain.

If "friends" take me for granted and take me off course,

I'll stop accepting rage and settle for remorse.

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