Poem #53: Regret
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Aether Rising
I watched them from the shadows, the two saviors of our world. Spyro and Cynder, the Prophesied One and the Queen of Darkness... And, in a way, my parents. I shuddered as the memory tried to overwhelm me again, the memory of my creation. The memory of...
No Regrets
Let go of your regrets. i took the man's hand as instructed. we went entered the light through the open door. as my vision cleared, i was in some sort of a meadow. it resembled earth except that it wasn't.
why?
why must we all ways hurt? why do we shove others in the dirt? why must we always run and hide? when we have rules we should abide pain is caused scars and wounds are made so tell me why is it our friendship must fade? why do we do the things we...
No Regrets
Moving into his home is the next big choice that i will not regret.
Regretful
I can finally live without regrets.
To Be Regretful
It was becoming quite apparent to the young wolf that hanging out with his new friends was never going to be boring. He looked down at his feet, which were actually kicking behind his body at the moment. A certain leopard had been charging through the...
Regrets
"i hope you don't regret that," said mr. white, kneeling back on the opposite end of the bed. oddly, jeff didn't really regret it. maybe he would later; tomorrow, next week, or maybe never.
Regret
_Regret_ _An Exi and Nath collaboration_ There was something different about this macro, though the wolf didn't notice right away. Of course, when a fifty foot tall anthro comes marching into his city, he didn't always concern himself with...
Regrets
regrets by pyrostinger inspired by a picture by aaron/psychoram jeff flinched, his ears going back for a moment before he turned them back toward the dragon. everything about this screamed sketchy.
No Regrets
No regrets.
Regret
There's too much conflict, not enough regret, the past can't be changed. the blade is sawing at marrow. my wrongs will never be made right. the only thing i do pray for is amnesia, so that all this, i'll one day forget.