"My biggest regret," she says,
"Is trying to clean with dirty hands,
A futile task
Being a blind woman is better than being a woman who chooses not to see
I was that woman
I have no one to apologize to but my younger self
When modesty drowned in the sea of arrogance
I did the most injustice
And if I could turn back time
I would stop myself from falling into the trap of flashy nothingness.
Life was good to me but I didn't deserve it
Like a one sided love
Like an unfair bonus
You see my worst pain was self-inflicted
There was no one to run away from
no one to run away to
The battle from within
Had multiple casualties and no evidence
I was the hero and the villain
But the antagonist in me was too strong.
There's something about your deathbed
It's the only material not materialistic
A piercing image into your past
Into your soul
My father told me the same thing
And his father to him
But he didn't listen
And neither did I
But maybe you'll be different
So listen carefully ,child
Death is the end and the beginning
If you're lucky enough you won't be scared by the truth
Clean your hands
Clear your heart
Darkness is not the company you want to leave with
Forgive what you've forgotten
And forget what you forgave
One does not work without the other,
Life is too short to be unkind
It's not worth the toxin
And as long as there's breath in your body
You will trespass for you are human
But what ever the cost, Confess your sins
And perhaps you'll leave this earth with a soul that's less heavy."
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