Source: Thecrosshairstrader.com
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 collide,
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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