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I
wear a ring on my finger,
it
is the ring of regret.
chances
I didn't take,
decisions
I want to forget.
I
play with it in the morning,
and
at night, alone in bed.
while
lying on the pillow
that
should be contoured to your head.
I
must not have been thinking,
or
maybe thinking too much
about
all the negative outcomes,
the
problems and such.
Now
I live in the present,
ruined
by the past.
wrecked
with regret,
opportunities
not grasped.
Hesitation
doesn't come with courage.
they
travel their seperate ways.
he
who chooses courage wins,
who
chooses hesitation, pays.
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