Forgiven? - Poem by Mitta Xinindlu
I alone stand in shame
Of hurting those believed to be my friends.
Have I had known of my unspeakable actions,
Never will I have hurt them at all.
The driving force in me needs to be blamed.
Nevertheless, I willingly take the blame.
I never meant to hurt nobody,
Nor did I want to be thought of the other way as well.
The passion of teasing that comes naturally needs to be blamed.
Nevertheless, I cannot afford to lose friends because of pride.
That is why I say sorry
To those whom I hurt the most on the day named spring day.
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