Each mine is precious and
never the same.
Each moment is a gift, and
yet I squander my moments away.
Tag: regret
Poem: no regret
no more regrets
no more fear
picking up the wreckage
stepping forward
Each mine is precious and
never the same.
Each moment is a gift, and
yet I squander my moments away.
no more regrets
no more fear
picking up the wreckage
stepping forward
