sorry, benito

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Showed up to you on a gloomy weekend,
A forgiveness of what I did before,
Decades of absence, then tries to befriend,
A vivid smile, I managed to rupture,
I'm hoping, it's not too late for the end,
You're mad aren't you? water tries to fall,
A broken story that fates tried to mend,
Wondering, if you still need some closure,
Yes, ma chère, his smile and tears tries to blend,
I'm glad I waited to feel this savor,
His voice faded as I woke up again,
Every single nightmare, morning takes blur
Stucked in memories of what had happened,
You're gone now, bitter truth gets to suffer.

✍🏼: William / Habier Sappari
𝔓𝔩𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔪 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔟𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔴.
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