I was wrong to do, the things I've done, Bringing darkness and pain, where before there was none. I was wrong to doubt, your love for me, But where once I was blind, now I can see. I was wrong to say, all those horrible lies, Betraying your trust, behind a veil of sighs. I was wrong to be, in that terrible place, Causing you grief, lines etched on your face. I was wrong to live, in such a fantasy world, Where madness did come, and my mind unfurled. I was wrong to think, of childish ideals, And I can only hope, in time we will heal. I was wrong to keep, that perpetual myth, Or to blow out o...
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