This is, in my opinion, as good as the original.

You can find that here.


Regret

Holding belief close
to beating heart: how now to
begin this story?

Commencing belief,
honesty placed: strong passion
swallowed soul, grasped mind.

Our middle movement,
soaring, reflective: leading
onward, to coda.

Beginning, ending;
passion departed: transformed
bitter memory.

Regret devolves, love’s
beautiful broken sliver;
life’s once perfect whole.

Written by Internet of Words

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