remorse
so much
more
than just
regret
I am
irreversible
just being
universal
one
encrusted man
flustered
adjust
maimed
try trusting
see
regress
sensing
more than
ingress
I am
busted
contra
thus
robust
versial
so
being
more than
taunted
just like
undaunted
God
try too
immaculate
be free
though
I'm still
haunted
intro
thus
reduced
inarticulate
deduced
I just
simply don't
won't
invent
those haunting
re
gretful
ghosts
so often
dis
placed
so often
mis
placed
remorse
that regret
in
duced
simply by
some dire
vortex
spiraling
blessed truth
demand
needing
implying
more than
all
this world's
heartless
cruel
such current
re
formation
en
graved
troubled words
towering
unsheathed swords
sour babble
indicative dour
so uncouth
empirical saviours
encrusting lies
more
distrusting
thus
boldly
regretful
implies
remorse
perhaps oddly
tortuous stress
and even
maybe worse
contra
cur and curse
dicting
just watch
storied glory
where victors
glorious
they stand
seem inspired
appropriating
remanding
remorselessly atop
brute mountain
forcefully
simply golden
so enlightened
reprimanding
thus I
light
my fiery self
ablaze
what remorse
can
accompany
this
punitive touch
plus
a lawful match
instructive
a tabernacle torch
in
with thus
communicado
I knew
remorse
attached
to my
hatcheted soul
emotionally
I'm sorely
matchless
scorched
blaze after
harried blaze
so much
scarring fire
nothing but
uncaring ash
more than
harmful
daring
real horror
more than
blood and gore
more than
wretched sorrow
all this
regret
where
God can't
help
but feel
caged
remorse
when we
really
tend to
wake
when we
be to do
thus
common man
justly
engaged
we find
ourselves
falling
encrusted
because
of deep
human fault
trust
falling into
that punitive
crawling out of
each gault pit
where beseeching
lies belong
buried
below remorse
beneath
where
this world
and I
first met
that relative
initial bit
headlong
where regret
mucked up
that
internal mire
while remorse
cries fire
pools of lava
infernal
one last
incineration
a burning
shower
of bitter
sparks
yearning
sin
embers
equally
engulfing
my stern
excitable soul
that molten
enraging
roaring kind
but I'm
so badly
torn
still living
somehow
with forlorn
still sadly
within these
new age norms
remorse
firmly bound
has cut me
grim regret
has marred me
turning me
unduly formed
somehow around
faithfully
earning more regret
that blistering kind
sincerely
I'm drowning
in remorse
yet a wailing wall
profoundly within
my penitent mind
waits for resolve
final hope
my soul absolves
midst all this turmoil
all that strangeness
regret is
remorseless
always brutal
forever dangerous
that regretful
and remorseless
wailing call

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