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Forgiving Myself For Loving You
My delicious and beautiful jailer,
in the twilight of my dreams
you keep my heart prisoner
and my will in your hands.
Feeling small, inadequate
and sadness beyond the flesh.
Where you don't participate
in my secret anguish.
I hated you, hating myself
for pointless pursuits of angels
Keeping those words to yourself,
keeping them in pretty dorsels.
But don't mind you me
because is my fault, my doing.
I already forgave myself you see,
for letting you be my undoing.