“It’s nothing I regret”…

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Regret is for the morning…
Not the here and now…

Living in the moment…
Is always right somehow…

All that is forbidden…
Everything that’s wrong…

When inhibition is let go…
Temptation burns so strong…

Like a moment on the lips…
Which nobody could see…

It felt for just a moment…
This was meant to be…

Or the hotel room spinning…
Naked bodies intertwined…

Desire and passion flowing…
Reality left very far behind…

It meant more than it should…
In fact, it meant the world…

Stolen and so precious…
Reality picked up and hurled…

But guilt will always find you…
No matter where you hide…

Remind you of your crimes…
And how much you have lied…

You wish you hadn’t done it…
But actions cannot be undone…

Yet is there really any harm…
When inside it felt like fun…

Just cover up your tracks…
Keep them all in the dark…

Carrying this in your soul…
Like a ruthless fucking shark…

And never speak about it…
It’s there, but left unsaid…

Seductive, raw and emotional…
Now memories in your head…

So regret it in the morning…
It could be worth the price…

Embracing that sweet moment…
We live only once, not twice…

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Amazing photo by Leah Johnston

“Wake up every day, that would be a start”…

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Regret is for the morning…
Not the here and now…
Living in the moment…
Is always right somehow…

All that is forbidden…
Everything that’s wrong…
When inhibition is let go…
Temptation burns so strong…

Following impulsive feelings…
Sometimes alcohol induced…
Moments of pure madness…
Will always be produced…

Hidden from the real world…
And never feeling shame…
Feeling so wrong, so right…
Like whispering her name…

Speaking aloud the words…
You’d never normally say…
Things that should be hidden…
And always stay that way…

Or a moment on the lips…
That nobody could see…
It felt for just a moment…
This was meant to be…

Or the hotel room spinning…
Naked bodies intertwined…
Desire and passion flowing…
Reality left very far behind…

It meant more than it should…
In fact, it meant the world…
Stolen and so precious…
Reality picked up and hurled…

But guilt will always find you…
No matter where you hide…
Reminding of your crimes…
And how much you have lied…

You wish you hadn’t done it…
But actions cannot be undone…
Yet is there really any harm…
When inside it felt like fun…

Just cover up your tracks…
Keep them all in the dark…
Carrying this in your soul…
Like a fucking ruthless shark…

And never speak about it…
It’s there, but left unsaid…
Seductive, raw and emotional…
Now memories in your head…

Quietly keep it secret…
And bury it deep inside…
Where regret won’t find you…
So its morals are denied…

So regret it in the morning…
It could be worth the price…
Just live for the moment…
We live only once, not twice…

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Amazing photo by Leah Johnston

“I hate that mirror, it makes me feel so worthless”…

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Mirror Mirror…
On our wall…
Silently watching…
Reflecting us all…

Never judging…
Passing no comment…
Remaining neutral…
Seemingly omnipresent…

Glimpsing moments…
Of life in reverse…
This looking glass…
An eternal curse…

Just passing through…
Chasing the rabbit…
Fragile, take care…
Could easily smash it…

Bad luck surrounds…
Seven long years…
Superstitious nonsense…
Preys on our fears…

Yet, down the hall…
Lost in the maze…
We’re looking for fun…
The puzzles amaze…

Exploring the concave…
Perplexed by convex…
Even the flat ones…
Appear so complex…

But keep it covered…
With Death around…
It traps the soul…
No escape route found…

This deception device…
Smoke everywhere…
Always deceiving…
But nobody cares…

We just take a look…
When we are alone…
The pool of water…
Or A polished stone…

A beauties lover…
This vain love affair…
The rest feel small…
And glance if we dare…

Reality is bared…
No place to hide…
Everything’s revealed…
No airbrush applied…

Some hide in make up…
A disguise they apply…
But the truth isn’t covered…
It speaks from her eyes…

And conceals so little…
Whilst saying so much…
Warmed by sunlight…
Remaining cold to the touch…

Mirror Mirror…
Been around forever…
Will continue watching us…
Till the 12th of Never…

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“Wake up every day, that would be a start”…

~

Regret is for the morning…
Not the here and now…
Living in the moment…
Is always right somehow…
All that is forbidden…
Everything that’s wrong…
When inhibition is let go…
Temptation burns so strong…

Following impulsive feelings…
Sometimes alcohol induced…
Moments of pure madness…
Will always be produced…
Hidden from the real world…
And never feeling shame…
Feeling so wrong, so right…
Like whispering her name…

Speaking aloud the words…
You’d never normally say…
Things that should be hidden…
And always stay that way…
Or a moment on the lips…
That nobody could see…
It felt for just a moment…
This was meant to be…

Or the hotel room spinning…
Naked bodies intertwined…
Desire and passion flowing…
Reality left very far behind…
It meant more that it should…
In fact, it meant the world…
Stolen and so precious…
Reality picked up and hurled…

But guilt will always find you…
No matter where you hide…
Reminding of your crimes…
And how much you have lied…
You wish you hadn’t done it…
But actions can’t be undone…
Yet is there really any harm…
When inside it felt like fun…

Just cover up your tracks…
Keep them all in the dark…
Carrying this in your soul…
Like a fucking ruthless shark…
And never speak about it…
It’s there, but left unsaid…
Seductive, raw and emotional…
Now memories in your head…

Quietly keep it secret…
And bury it deep inside…
Where regret won’t find you…
So its morals are denied…
So regret it in the morning…
It could be worth the price…
Just live for the moment…
We live only once, not twice…

~

“I hate that mirror, it makes me feel so worthless”…

~

Mirror Mirror… On our wall…
Silently watching… Reflecting us all…

Never judging… Passing no comment…
Remaining neutral… Seemingly omnipresent…

Glimpsing moments… Of life in reverse…
This looking glass… An eternal curse…

Just passing through… Chasing the rabbit…
Fragile, take care… Could easily smash it…

Bad luck surrounds… Seven long years…
Superstitious nonsense… Prays on our fears…

Yet, down the hall… Lost in the maze…
We’re looking for fun… The puzzles amaze…

Exploring the concave… Perplexed by convex…
Even the flat ones… Appear so complex…

But keep it covered… With Death around…
It traps the soul… No escape route found…

This deception device… Smoke everywhere…
Always deceiving… But nobody cares…

We just take a look… When we are alone…
The pool of water… Or A polished stone…

A beauties lover… This vain love affair…
The rest feel small… And glance if we dare…

Reality is bared… No place to hide…
Everything’s revealed… No airbrush applied…

Some hide in make up… A disguise they apply…
But the truth isn’t covered… It speaks from her eyes…

It conceals so little… Whilst saying so much…
Warmed by sunlight… Remaining cold to the touch…

Mirror Mirror… Been around forever…
Will continue watching us… Till the 12th of Never…

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