Things we regret most are the
chances we never took,
Those we love most are those that
we forsook.
I don’t believe in living in
regret,
So since I am not dead yet
When we meet again
There will be rain…
I will gaze deep into your
bewildering eyes,
Then to relinquish my heart’s
silent cries
I will tell you how I truly feel.
As an oath that the words are
real
I will kiss your soft sweet lips
Where sacred water sleeps...
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