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A Heart's Betrayal |
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That look of disillusionment in your eyes |
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You could scarcely grasp what I had said |
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Every trivial notion faded away. |
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All that was left were barren reminiscences in my head. |
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Memories of a time when I never forsook my passions |
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A time when I could be resolute to my heart |
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But this world has tainted me |
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And that ideal world of faithfulness fell apart. |
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You sat quietly for a moment? |
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Pensive as to what you would say. |
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Your eyes strayed away from me conceivably in fear |
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Of the possible outcome of that dreadful day. |
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Hastily you gazed into my eyes |
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Almost as if searching for some truth. |
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You asked me "why?" and I sighed: |
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"Perhaps recklessness, the stupidity of our youth." |
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My heart drowned itself in sorrow |
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As I recognized the presence of pain in your voice. |
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The rage I anticipated was replaced by somber tears. |
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And I aspired to make these revolting truths into lies. |
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I prayed to go back to that day |
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To have had just a bit more strength |
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To have crux behind my inconsequential apologies. |
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And I contemplated about it at length... |
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Would you ever look at me again, |
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And see me as you had before? |
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It is a question you profess to know the answer to, |
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But can you ever be really sure? |
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These sins only sought to be confessed, |
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Yet the pain of this blunder does not seem to fade |
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And it won't until I put this ignominy to rest |
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Until I have made amity with the love I betrayed. |
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