Shame

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I wish to cover the footprints
The mistakes that left a trace.
No matter what I did,
Even if I was already forgiven.

My guilt will stay for it prints,
It marks sadness in my face.
So I left and hid.
Hide into the walls I built, but I'll try to move on with the chance I'm given.

Forgive me for my foolishness.
My stupidity, yet you still love me, even if I'm a total mess....

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