Regret Tastes

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Regret tastes of ash, and it breaks my heart of stone.
Too long with your photo I have sat here all alone.

Wishing brings the heart ache, it brings the memories.
Night time brings the sorrow, and slumber brings the dreams.

In my dreams I am happy, for there you’re in love with me.
But with the morning comes the truth, and with the truth comes misery.

The tears bring regret, and the cycle starts anew.
For regret tastes of ash, as my stone heart breaks for you.

This poem was written/submitted by Reece Prothero.

Category: Sad Love Poems
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