"I won't ever become regret

I'm not that Elise

Don't fret

I will expunge

To the cold our heat

Incinerate our every word

Till there are only ashes left

Explode everything built 

So two can never be

Envisioned fully reconstructed

Nor yet ever abducted

Bereft of morals and opinion-

Marooned to sort it out

          (I will cease whatever started)

Demolish evidence of every union ahead-

Before

I let him put me on that list

I will expire in him before I die in me

No regrets

Baby"

          (She told her conscience

          After reading a particularly repentant

          Story-line)