Dark Regret

Dark Regret

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Every so often
I hear your voice echoing
Etching into the dark night
Letters from a past haunting
R – E – G – R – E – T
In the silence hearing its memory
Like a distant bell ringing
A poltergeist
In its delight,
Lingering.

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