A mistake with ill intent
never mended to haunt you still.
one step forward or stay in place?
an easy choice if not for the doing.
the days asunder and minutes fade
but the memory of ... it still lingers fresh.
how do we forgive the unforgivable?
remorse is that craw in your throat.
penitence is slowly gained
an artifact never stolen.
the journey back from the path so right
many turns veered to the dispicable.
the years in making a goodness forgotten
beckon to the years for a goodness reclaimed.
I just need time.
I'm coming back.
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