regrets #3

you thought I was the problem,
while I was sure that you were the cure;
and after all of the yellin',
neither one of us looked so pure:

these days I have to remember
to forget;
those ways that left me filled
with such regret;

I thought you were dead wrong,
while you were convinced you were right;
and after all of the cryin',
there wasn't very much light:

those days I have to remember
to forget;
these ways that left me filled
with regret.



July 4, 2009.

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