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Created on: July 06, 2010
Forgive me my love,
I never meant to hurt you,
From the times we shared,
Through the journey we had ventured,
My passion and desire,
Has always to be a shadow at your side,
All the days I told you that I love you,
Please...don’t take it as if I lied,
Forgive me when I bored you,
Forgive me when I wasn’t true,
Forgive me because I didn’t know,
That permission was not given to love you,
I miss you dearly,
Even when I'm not meant to,
But a seed had been left planted in my heart,
And there's nothing I can possibly do,
Forgive me as I swear,
To the moon and stars,
As I recite our affection,
That has scribed many scars,
With every beat of my heart,
And to every breath of my soul,
The plates of our heightened interests,
Are the only memories that I can hold,
Forgive me for I may be wrong,
Forgive me as I might be right,
Oh!..Darling... Forgive me,
Before you lay down your eyes tonight,
Forgive me as you have the will,
To push me with a thousand stones,
I just ask you for forgiveness,
From your power to condone,
Forgive me,
As one precious stone means every inch,
My forgiveness is so great,
Finding the pain buried inside,
Has been difficult to locate,
Forgive me,
As I feel empty,
But your smile and presence,
Promise's to fill me plenty,
Forgive me....,
As I do not want to lose you,
Not one single day,
Forgive me...,
As I just want to love and hold you,
In every imaginable way
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