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Regrets, No More (Lyric) by writteninskin
set to spin infinitely a world of past and future mysteries. wrapped up tears of sorrow, wilting as my life is just beginning. no more does distraction kill me as I search for love, descending deeper into sinful dreamings: regrets, no more, i have within me. when one time i was forgiving all my error, misbehaving; a child in despair and needing love to keep me from deceasing. but no longer do i need to be given pain with great deceiving. now i know of true love's healing. now i know that they deceived me. now i know the truth in hiding. love is not meant for decieving. love is not a sinful dreaming. i have known love from decievers but true love's meant for true believers. no more does distraction turn me. no more is the world of mysteries set to spin infinitely.

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Weighted score: 5.409091
Overall Rank: 3079
Posted: August 6, 2002 8:15 PM PDT; Last modified: August 6, 2002 8:15 PM PDT
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[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 81.86.113.159 | 6-Aug-02/8:57 PM | Reply
So...what are you saying? That you feel uncomfortable unless there's someone that you know approves of you? An exciting sentiment indeede, Sir.
[n/a] writteninskin @ | 6-Aug-02/9:15 PM | Reply
there's nothing wrong with wanting to feel needed and loved.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 81.86.113.159 | 6-Aug-02/10:39 PM | Reply
Who said there was anything wrong with it? It's just that glamourising it doesn't seem to be very useful or poetic. It's part of the failing of humans that sometimes they get into a state where they rely on one person for happiness, and while this may be an interesting subject to write poetry about, your poem seems to be simply saying that such a state exists, in a fairly obvious way. Moreover you seem to be glad that you are in this state, and while this gladness may be a fundamental feature of the state, and therefore necessarily included in any poem which is written from the viewpoint of someone in the state, all the gladness seems to add is an impression of surrender and weakness. All I'm saying is this: if I had written a poem about being in this state, I would have at least made some reference to the fact that it's an inherently displeasing state when one neutrally observes it - it seems clearly unpleasant to be reliant on someone else for happiness; since you didn't, I wonder what you're trying to achieve.
[n/a] writteninskin @ | 6-Aug-02/10:56 PM | Reply
Are you stupid? re-read it please. The poem does not discuss glorifying this state, but being able to overcome it and life without the need to feel loved by someone. geez man....wake the fuck up. Thats why the poem is called "REGRETS, NO MORE"....
[n/a] writteninskin @ | 6-Aug-02/10:56 PM | Reply
live* not life
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 81.86.113.159 | 6-Aug-02/11:03 PM | Reply
While earlier you said "there's nothing wrong with wanting to feel needed and loved". Which one is it?"
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 81.86.113.159 | 6-Aug-02/11:06 PM | Reply
In particular, "no more does distraction kill me/as I search for love, descending/deeper into sinful dreamings" can easily be read both ways, especially combined with "I have known love from deceivers/but true love's meant for true believers", and your defense of the needy feeling.
[n/a] Agemo-Z @ 142.166.108.204 | 7-Aug-02/12:00 AM | Reply
OH MY GOD. I just saw MC Hammer in some insurance commercial. My god, late night TV is amazing.

writteninskin, did you delete all of your previous poems? I miss adourning.
[8] Heather Dee @ 4.178.36.65 | 17-Sep-05/3:40 PM | Reply
I like this one regardless of your other comments you have recieved. Don't listen to all the negative remarks take anything constructive that they might add and leave the rest of the bull shit behind. Otherwise you will get to the point that you never will want to pick up the pencil again.
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