Oh the righteous people who bow to pray.
Oh the humble people who take no credit.
The innocent who sing such praises all day.
If I could be like them, if I could edit.
No angel on high am I or saint who holds true
Because I do not hold love for anyone.
So stay away for I can not stand by you
What I twisted apart can not be undone.
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sad write
N here is prisoner of ...
All fail sometimes, but while others accept forgiveness and forgive thenselves, N chooses not to.
We can all find ourselves in that place from time to time
Well expressed

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Don't agree with the last line at all. People come back to things all the time and things most certainly can change.
I wrote a couple of poems last night inspired by you, so be on the look out for them. I don't have time to type them up right now though. Maybe tonight.
Technically, this has one of the best rhythms of any of your pieces so far I think. -
Wow. I really really like this.
"For I can not stand by you."
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Thank you. I liked that line too.
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