All scorn mea monster should be fearedwitch hunt blameregret and damn the day I scream Fallen leavesfrom the same family treewind blown halvesregret is all that’s left…all that’s leftwords cut deeply(there is) no secrecyso long since seeingmy lifetime appealingthe two are not healingI cannot help feeling regret…regretreflecting on our memories…WE KNOW THE PAINS OF LIVING…and…