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Ghosts, a poem

 Words can't be taken back Easily the hardest thing to master  Wondering how it might have been  Regrets, like ghosts; Wandering in the recesses, Finding past mistakes  Friends lost, Broken comradary, Shattered dreams of forever  Regrets, like ghosts; Forlornly remembering, Good times A hard word, a rude tone, Said to those we love Over what? A small thing Regrets, like ghosts; Of a word, a thought, an action, Spiral into the void  Fresh day, new prospective, Take it as it comes No looking back Regrets, like ghosts; Haunting the mind In the middle of the night