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by She
Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2121698
Regrets will be made you just have to let them free.
Regret Message
         At a coast near my home there is a girl.
A girl who is wondering, and thinking of what has happened and who she is.
         What has happened to this girl is age, age and maturity happened.
The girl grew into a young lady, a young lady who hid her true self, a young lady who fell in love with an image, a young lady who learned between truth and lies.
         The young lady hid herself from the world, she was intelligent and fierce. She was creative and quiet. She held strong opinions that could’ve mattered, but she hid. She hid behind shadows that will haunt her forever with lies.
         She fell in love with an image, he told her sweet nothings and she fell for all. He repeated love with no meaning and she listened. Until he stole her heart completely and broke it to pieces far from repair. She fell for an image of a man who was “perfect”.
         She was told lies all her life and never knew. She was told what was believed to be correct and it wasn’t. She was told what she had to do and she didn’t have to do it. She was told expectations that she believed, until she broke them all.
         The young girl ran away, broke herself and disappeared. Now there is a young lady who regrets ever letting the girl go. A young lady who has aged and matured too fast. A young lady who is herself, who is closed off, who is someone that knows truths and lies.
         At a coast near my home there is a young lady letting her regret message go into the sea, the sea of tears.
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