For me it’s:

Crossing that bridge, with lessons I’ve learned
Playing with fire and not getting burned.
I may not know what you’re going through.
But time is the space between me and you.

Prayer for the Dying, by Seal (1994).

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  • Sergio@piefed.socialEnglish
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    9 days ago

    Choices we make em
    Chances we take em
    Some are mistakes
    Some we celebrate em
    We don’t look back 'cause
    So much we’re facing
    I always stay proud of myself
    I’m yelling: FUCK REGRET!