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Poetry By: Susie E

Tags: Poetry, Regret

Desperate in thoughts of regret...
things that are too late to be undone.

Submitted:Apr 5, 2007    Reads: 108    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

In dark solitude

The burning candle found

Teardrops of desperation

Like falling stars, in the twilight

They trickle away with no hope of salvation...

Silent is the rainfall

Dark is the night

Dreams are all shattered

Without any peace in sight


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