Odyssey 63 of 365
I’ve lied to your face that was filled with trust, Cheated love and fed on dust. I still haven't forgiven, I've this heart, would've never considered your part. I’ve cursed you with burning breath, Spoke like poison, wished for your death. I hated you deep, I turned away, I let every kindness rot and fray. But wait ... At the end I've regreted. maybe there's good, even in someone like me. Or maybe it's too much evil I've done to be regretting.
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