Chrissy Trovato


The Mistake

I pace restlessly through my forest cache
Beleaguer to which the birds never tire
To why I blame birds, a pointless back lash
Myself alone brought this foolish white fire

My wrong doings I will always lament
Lion strong, the remorse, I fleece you not
My pleas are ignored, a failed penitent
A step too far, now i'm down every shot

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