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I regret that first kiss that set flame to my soul.
I regret that first touch of pure innocence that made my body yarn for more.
I regret looking into your eyes that spoke only of lustful intentions.
But what I regret the most is not listening to you.
For not reading in between the lines of who you truly are.
You told me exactly who were, but I didn’t listen closely enough. I wanted to believe, that this time, you were different from the rest.
This regret of you that I hold so strongly in my heart, will eventually be lifted.
You are the one regret in my life and also the last.
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