Wednesday, November 20, 2013

The Rearview Mirror of My Soul

I embrace my regrets
I caress them
They are a part of me
They are my reminders
Of what I never was
What I wanted to be
Of that mad young man
Who took wrong turns
Of that crazy time
When I erred so badly
My regrets are mine
You can’t have them
They define who I could have been
What I could have done
Where I could have gone
I love my regrets
They possess the power of hindsight
They are the rearview mirrors to my soul
They are how I see what I am not
So I can better understand
What I am
No regrets about that
I appended inronically

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