Remorse & Regret Poem by Marcellus Watts

Remorse the feeling of regret
the regret of doing a event
The alarm of Knowing your Human
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The feeling of which we all like Kill
The feeling that comes, when murder happens
But is unseen, neither Good, Bad
Just Unknown
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Death, abuse, Blood, carnage
None of it is Ne or Unknown to it
Its just unknown to itself
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No mercy in spreading itself
No remorse...
just regret and Fear, its job
building and growing like Cancer
Until you self-destruct
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Remorse does its job
and so does Karma
But never equally...