Praise your soul for guilt
With this anger you've built
Standing, sickened with horror
Embracing the feeling you felt before
Tender love or affection, neither you adore
A person you knew for long was a shame
After leaving you with yourself to blame
Confusion left at the very moment
Where things started to colide
And wipe out everything inside
You, the beholder takes this life
To hold in your hands and let go
With all that was your sacrifice
In favor of the past
That would forever last
For a second chance.
 
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