Randomness, and glory,
Blood, sweat and tears,
Hatred from all the hells,
And forgiveness for the lands.
Universally, you may think
That one cannot truly
Become forgiven
I know I'm not.
But I want to be.
And I want to forgive.
It is too late now, though.
I lost my chance.
I cannot go back on what I have done.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 4:33 AM UTC
Randomness, and glory,
Blood, sweat and tears,
Hatred from all the hells,
And forgiveness for the lands.
Universally, you may think
That one cannot truly
Become forgiven
I know I'm not.
But I want to be.
And I want to forgive.
It is too late now, though.
I lost my chance.
I cannot go back on what I have done.
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