I live and I die
Daily
I do good and do wrong
Constantly
I enjoy and regret decisions
Often
When I kill
By means of hate
When I hurt
As result of ego
When I steal
With jealousy
I harm myself
As well as them
I regret my deeds
For the pain they cause
I anguish the actions
That hurt them
I was given empathy
So that I may understand
I learned patience
So that I may wait for the good
I overlook their bad
So I remember mine, pardoned
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One Last Star
PoetryThe future only comes with the overcoming the past. I write these with a emotional, spiritual and personal meaning. I leave the interpretation and speculation to the reader.
