The eye, seeing
leads to the heart, yearning
for that dopamine hit
from desire, acquired.
The mind, reeling
from that uneasy feeling
that this purchase, yet
still warm, brings familiar regret;
another piece weighing you down.
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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Comments2
Regret is always a weight too heavy to bear and must be shed. Nicely written
Thank you!
You are most welcome
Nicely written
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