Guilty Conscience

Sometimes we give more gifts, 
love and attention,
when we realize we can’t turn
back the hands of time;
when we realize we have taken a lot
of our dear ones’ pieces,
making it hard for them to be whole again...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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