My swollen belly teaming with life
a life for a life
a life not yet lived a life not yet born
Drinking till dawn
or waking at dawn
both praying to the porcelain God
Uncontrollable dancing and laughter
losing oneself to the madness
of childhood or of wild oats?
Regret of a night in a strangers arms?
Regret of a night that never will be
Regret for the regret I feel when I look into their eyes
Watching you live hurts
telling you so is shameful.
Guilty of wishing for what I choose to reject.
You say I didn't miss out?
I say I only got half of the experience.
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