Is it time to walk away?
I've heard the jeers, I've felt the pain
This time I stay, amidst the decay
Death's face, what else to say?
Parked in limbo, am I eternally?
Life or death? Chose regrettably
Questing ambitiously, searching for self
Knowledge is kept within this chest
A play on words perhaps, at its best
Smell of treasure through my breath?
Where be the key? No regrets
Good love is apples and flowers
The other side, very cold showers
I did see the sign, but I didn't stop
Drunk by myself, wine bottles pop
Temptation is so dreadful
We should both be regretful
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Submission Name: Eternal Regrets
