Once it’s written it can’t be forgiven
I let go with such weakness, I am weak and
I can’t hold on
Only briefly as moments,
but my how time flies by no matter
how unusual it seems — what’s achieved
until mourned memories
meant forgotten
find their way back unto your lap
forgive me again
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 3:49 PM UTC
Once it’s written it can’t be forgiven
I let go with such weakness, I am weak and
I can’t hold on
Only briefly as moments,
but my how time flies by no matter
how unusual it seems — what’s achieved
until mourned memories
meant forgotten
find their way back unto your lap
forgive me again
