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A Void Filled With Regret

By: Noemi Elliott


My fateful decision howls against the warm wind,

thundering against the windowpane,

shattering the glass within.

Shards of childhood laughter pierce my skin as I look at the

desolate valley below,

a reminder of my avoidance of

the high and the low,

the empty in-between.


My fateful decision howls against the warm wind,

shattering the glass within.

A desolate valley below,

a reminder of the empty in-between.


My fateful decision howls against the warm wind,

a reminder of the empty in-between.


A field of memories in front of my eyes,

from then,

from now,

from the future that lies in front of my

fingertips, just behind the impenetrable wall of darkness.

The tip of a vortex, circling

around again and again…

again and again…


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