Guilt

Mirrors broken,
cracked upon my guilt
the pain I've caused you.
The sinful words I've dealt.

I know those hit-
just like a bullet
I wanted the truth-
I knew you knew it.

Standing there in the cold,
For you just sold your soul
I heard the slash
The sound of your body crash.

The wind sighs through the trees-
Flying flowing freely
I hear you whisper
I catch myself kneeling.





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