mistakes
if I had a dime I would reverse time I look back and regret my futile outburst of wrath. And solemnly wonder what could bring me down such a path. Memories of this period make me nauseous. I wish I could have been more cautious. My scream and shouts Reopens a wound I thought had healed —no doubt. The flashbacks of my past is what I yearn to life without.
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