Regret

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After so many years
I saw you
An image of perfection
How could this be you?

I remain the broken mirror
Of your past
And you are broken part
Of my heart
Lost and moulded
Into a beautiful art

And now
I wish I could
Turn back those days
When I betrayed you
For other faces

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