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Helen

Forgive and Forget my sins Pardon all of my regrets For if I die this night Here’s my confession I’m the face That launched a thousand ships And sent a hundred more to their death I can’t say beauty is a curse nor a gift It’s only something you live with At some point you stop looking in the mirror Don’t want to face the truth Rather be the one with the sword Than have it your throat You follow the rules Until you break them Forgive and Forget my sins Pardon all of my regrets For if I die this night Here’s my confession I’m the face That launched a thousand ships And sent a hundred more to their death I can’t say what I did was right or wrong Obviously I never thought of the consequences I led a war without thought Coincidently we lost Soldiers driven with fear But patriotism they fought My heart is coated in their blood This is my Eulogy

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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