Chapter 57: 57 - Repentant

Poems for Good MeasureWords: 340

This heart was once filled with a warmth so true

Now all it feels is an absence of you

Not a word, nor a sign from high above

Pride has guided me far from what is love

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Blinded by the sight of sunrise at night

Blinded my soul can' tell darkness from light

Like an apple falling far from the tree

Longed for the day love died to set me free