. Father, I have seen you
haunting my footsteps,
judging harshly my own
actions, and I fear that
I will follow the way
you have chosen for me.
But that path, however
narrow, is not where my
heart lies, and so on
I go, my own way. Will
you forgive me? Or,
perhaps, when all is said
and done, the question
to be answered is,
can I forgive you?
Feb 13, 2011
Feb 13, 2011 at 5:12 PM UTC
. Father, I have seen you
haunting my footsteps,
judging harshly my own
actions, and I fear that
I will follow the way
you have chosen for me.
But that path, however
narrow, is not where my
heart lies, and so on
I go, my own way. Will
you forgive me? Or,
perhaps, when all is said
and done, the question
to be answered is,
can I forgive you?
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