Vincent Barrowcliffe

I Hence Regret - Poem by Vincent Barrowcliffe

Where I went astray,
In the darkness of the light's betray,
Where I committed crimes,
Singing of unknown times;

Where my mind did seek,
To comfort my thoughts bleak,
His bliss of reality,
All, but in vanity;

Where lived the only ones whom I cared,
Where the sweetness was marred,
I, in sorrow, accept what I now beget,
For this, I hence regret,
I hence regret.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013

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