It’s too late, you’re gone.
I had no choice.
Keeping you will be
our undoing.
Or am I just selfish?
My body remains awkward.
My soul still dazed.
Regrets can't thaw,
A victim of a frigid heart.
It’s unfair,
that I let you suffer
the cost of my imprudence.
Foolish for me to ask
for your forgiveness.
But I’m already a jester
in this cruel stage.
Now I have nothing,
Only love I never got.
- Rasui Akira
written on June 30, 2006 – 2:21 PM
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