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Is it something difficult to me
To called a topic?
Or the most difficult is
What I am going to write
Am I in a prison
Or in a court?
It is hard in what we believes
And what we did in our lives
To admit what we have done before
To judge our feelings
before our actions
To be careful in what comes
Cause it will be difficult to be controlled
It might be a word or an action
That we regret for having it soon
Without a conscious that
Guides us to the right
Shall I let the stars
Take me far away
Without a goodbye
Carrying my own secret
till I leave my soul forever
Or shall I ask you
to forgive me
To judge me
To admonish me
For all what I cause
Of conflicts and disagreement
In what I believe
Shall you please
Forgive my cruelty
And my boldness
And my direct opinions
That may be bitterness
To endure it anymore
Shall I say goodbye
With a smile
To have your forgiveness
Before my breath escapes my lips
Is it something difficult to me
To called a topic?
Or the most difficult is
What I am going to write
Am I in a prison
Or in a court?
It is hard in what we believes
And what we did in our lives
To admit what we have done before
To judge our feelings
before our actions
To be careful in what comes
Cause it will be difficult to be controlled
It might be a word or an action
That we regret for having it soon
Without a conscious that
Guides us to the right
Shall I let the stars
Take me far away
Without a goodbye
Carrying my own secret
till I leave my soul forever
Or shall I ask you
to forgive me
To judge me
To admonish me
For all what I cause
Of conflicts and disagreement
In what I believe
Shall you please
Forgive my cruelty
And my boldness
And my direct opinions
That may be bitterness
To endure it anymore
Shall I say goodbye
With a smile
To have your forgiveness
Before my breath escapes my lips
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