Regret

Some of us think never to hurt
the dear ones,
for a time will come
we shall never see them again.

Ah! in the bright light of the day
regrets vanish,
and our mouths fire off venom;

may no fit of anger wash away
the conscience
that might be too late to surface!

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Regret

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