This is an amazing poem love. Great chice in vocabulary :D

I have to let Ana win; If I don't I'll never reach perfection. She's my light in the darkness...

Choice*

This guilty conscience; laborious art
By regular approach, essayed the heart
Yet it has not won; to my distress
I wonder how much
I'll regret.
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^ I effin love the ending. this poem was just amazing. I love your word usage here. It's just...roar. Lol. I love this, hun. Keep writing!

` Glenduh.