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Regret is a note stuck on my tongue
A haunting melody never sung
Strung together by faults and fears
Tastes like lies and doubts and tears
I clear my throat but still I choke
On the past, sour words I spoke
Croak out in chorus, my hoarse throat
Finally spills the song my sorry life wrote
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