My fingers have been forgiven.
My instrument has accepted my apology.
We are one again.
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Sad Words Written Out of Context
Poetrysmall sad words and maybe sometimes some happiness and hope. this won't end until i have learnt how to love myself. then a new era will start. - hope y'all readers are okay if you need advice look at the last chapter.
forgiven
My fingers have been forgiven.
My instrument has accepted my apology.
We are one again.
