Forgiveness
Forgiveness.The fragrance of a crushed flower.
They say forgive and forget,
but how can I forgive you now,
forgive you again.
For all the times you made me cry,
for all the times you made me hate myself,
made me think it was my fault.
No I won't forgive you,
not this time,
not now.
Poetry by xXxfallen angel xXx
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Written on 2010-03-03 at 20:40
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