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Things Forgiven but Not Forgotten
When you come knocking at my door
Bruised, battered, beaten and sore
I wont open up, then you will see
Exactly how you treated me.
You will bear the pain of being alone
And im sorry, but my heart wont be torn.
After that day, you will finally go
Feeling very hurt, and very low.
When the thought of you crosses my mind
The words i will think of will not be kind.
But, there's one thing that i want you to know
I want you to ponder it, think of it, and read it slow
I forgive you, i do
Please Mika, know its true.
