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Handmade18 december 2013
Wrong
Who was wrong?
We both were wrong.
Me, with my lies;
And You,
with that
glare of false pride
A-glazing your eyes.
Now,
These scars,
Hidden within
our hearts.
Can they be forgiven?
18 december 2013
Who was wrong?
We both were wrong.
Me, with my lies;
And You,
with that
glare of false pride
A-glazing your eyes.
Now,
These scars,
Hidden within
our hearts.
Can they be forgiven?