Life
I step into mistakes.
Always...
Not a single day,
I'd go away.
Nor my father,
nor my mother
understand.
What keeps me alive.
They bring on set my pain.
If they were to live my life
they'd suffer more than me.
They'd know I don't want peace.
Only an apology.
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