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Forgive Thyself

I Crave for Peace
Try to move away from the noise
But this silence is far from being peaceful
Why does it often bring along tears?
What is it that's trapped inside?
Who is it that wants to get out of me?

Is it the pains from the past?
But has the past really been painful?

Or is it the guilt of doing what's irreversible?
But haven't I grown with each of these mistakes?

Is it the inability to change what I should have?
But haven't I tried to change what I could have?

Am I at peace?
Guess I wanna fight. But whom?
Myself, or the ones I love, or the ones who didn't love them
or The One above? Guess all of them!

I want to fight! Why can't I love?
Why can't I forgive?
I need to love myself first!
I need to forgive myself first!


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