by Robert Conn

Created on: February 01, 2009

We commit a crime against ourselves

With our first vindictive thought

Our pasts are gone

We must move on

Those battles have been fought

To keep those painful memories

In the forefront of our minds

Gives the devil cause

To grasp at straws

Showing faults in us he finds

If you said that you've forgiven them

...those who hurt you in the past

Say it one more time

Forgive their crime

And this time,

Make it last

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