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Confession

Forgive me Father for we were too blind to lead our hearts, misled by our fragile thoughts and irreconcilable differences. Forgive me Father for the misinterpretation created in in my head by dilemma and submerged in trauma; I was blind to trust and numb to disregard our own fresh wounds rubbed in salts in guise of words. W o r d s Cuts like a knife, straight to the heart and insidious Like an uninvited guest, it stays till you're completely exhausted. Drowned myself in vulnerability to trust the stranger Unsure of the grave repercussion and danger. Forgive us Father for losing ourselves in pain and game For we were too naive to comprehend Until we embarked on suffering till the end.
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RitzWrites
30 / F
Published
Jun 7, 2022
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14·122
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#lockdown#pandemic#2022#midnight#confession#pain#regret
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