Monday, June 11

I want to answer you, but every time I try, I stop and I cry.

I have sinned against love
I have been unfaithful to a true kind heart
I can never repent enough.
How can I ever deserve the peace of being sorry?
How can I dare to apologize to you lover, whilst I still sin?
What can I say?
I am lost in my shame
In my fakeness.
My heart is cold and dead
My life is a pile of dirt.
For I have sinned against love
My sorrow is endless, my vileness is evident, my prison is small.

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