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This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Wells chapter.

Regret is 20 years of broken strings

Unknotted pearls

Trampled and split and sharp and bloody under bare feet

Stained glass

Under a crowbar and bleeding knuckles

 In the sun

Little boys whose scientific minds

Hold more than they should

You teach them to

Carry grief and galaxies

But not the rules of communication

Secrets and haunted eyes that got too dark with the years

Of reaching hands and demands and threats

A lifetime of abandoned souls

Soft faces that turned to sharpened steel

Tongues like blades and acid in her eyes

A speeding car no one bothered to catch

A suicide stopped but always there, laced with the disobedience

Of chasing foolish dreams

Of being young and wanting and empty

Hurt and broken and trying and questioning why

My life was chosen before I was born

I am prodigal demon she tells me she loves

But never offers more kindness than necessary

Every kindness laced with broken edges and rusty blades

Behind the closed doors of her self preservation

Where she is worshiped for being a mother

And I am condemned for being a son.

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