from my brow,
To face the might
of letting down,
With pride and pomp sat high in
My chest,
Not realizing the hurt that's set...
On the voluntary road to a
Negative rest,
The cost of someone's sorrows
Bow down,
To punishment felt on a
Painful proud,
Sorry, my answer cries,
What I've done, I don't deny
I do realize.
To give in to comfort for that while,
Forgiveness awaits you with a smile,
My heart is made clean
From what you show,
Your understanding never fails
To glow!
Like this one a lot ...
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Thankyou so much Jupiterchildren!
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