Forgiveness

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I’m walking out the door again
These tears fall like rain upon
The dreams I had to trample, to get to you

I knew it would be hard
I knew that I would fall
I just figured you had to catch me
Before I hit the floor
But you,
You know that I’m alright
You know that it’s OK
You know that I’ll be fine
If I get through today

I leaving this place
The scars upon me are all gone
From memories I couldn’t keep, to stay with you

I thought you would be there
I was alone, I was scared
I just figured you wouldn’t leave me
With this regret I just can’t bear
But you,
You know that I’m alright
You know that it’s OK
You know that I’ll be fine
If I get through today

Never knew life could be so hard
I should have seen it coming
Never knew you could be so bad
Shows that I’m still learning

And I,
Thought that you’d be here
Because I,
Thought maybe you still cared
But you,
You know that I’m alright
You know that it’s OK
You know that I’ll forgive you
Because I will forgive you
I always do forgive you
For yesterday.




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honestly, it was rather predictable.

I've heard a hundred songs just like it.

You've got solid form, just work on presenting your thoughts in a unique manner.

Good Luck

~Ed
The good parts of a book may be only something a writer is lucky enough to overhear or it may be the wreck of his whole damn life — and one is as good as the other.
Ernest Hemingway




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I liked it, maybe just add a little more orginality. But honeslty i thought it was great, and maybe add some more stuff about " yesterday". Good song, ;).
"Show us, don't tell us!" They say, but sadly I realize I'm a storyteller. When I cross over and accept maturity, when I want to change then maybe I'll be willing to show people my prose and not tell them. As a writer I have to grow. :)



If I seem to wander, if I seem to stray, remember that true stories seldom take the straightest way.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind