Remorse

It was an arbitrary decision
Based on some recourse. 
Would like to say we hit the scene
But you can't put the cart before the horse.
Hours pass by without the smoke
We settled upon the land.
Would like to say I would help you
But I just do not have a hand. 
Hungry for the days I yearned
Wanted something other than this lie.
Would like to say life would turn
But did you ever really try?
Then sometime I really enjoy
Just a tad bit more force.
Then realize I hate the return
Of your unrelenting remorse.

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