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Haunted

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The things I said
and didn’t do
The choice I made
to not be with you
Haunt me

There’s no way
To take it back
Words spilled out
In a blind attack
Haunt me

The accusation inhabits my tongue
The bitter taste of being so wrong
Remorse is a hymn in a minor note
Of the ‘sorry’ stuck in my throat

There is so much
I should have seen
I did not observe
What should have been
It haunts me

You left me here
So suddenly
No time to say
Please listen to me
You haunt me

The accusation inhabits my tongue
The bitter taste of being so wrong
Remorse is a hymn in a minor note
Of the ‘sorry’ stuck in my throat

Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Not a machine
But the sound of time bleeding out.