Forgiveness

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You stabbed me over and over again,

with the same knife in the same spot.

And still I pull out that knife out

of my back everytime,

and I hand it back to you.

No matter how many times you repeatedly

stab me in the back,

I will always forgive and love you.

And never have I tried to stab back.

I guess I'm just waiting for the day,

you put that knife down

and pick that rose up.

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