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Forgive me



forgive me my fateful delusions
my heart and mind weary - hopelessly lost
I made this glass house my home

forgive me my visibility
my soul consumed by fear - feeble
I tried to take cover but failed

forgive me my whispered words
my voice without courage - wavering
I started thinking aloud
a distant sound in a crowd

forgive me making peace with death
my body and mind far too tired and torn
for muted anger no more room

forgive me my cowardliness
my mind not kind nor brave
for I alone dug my grave
- willingly






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