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womans confession
if there were ever two paths that I could choose
I was never concerned by what I’d loose
And I was quick to abandon you
I was only ever faithful
To the truth
And if there were ever a problem to face
I was never in need of the hiding place
That love had offered, I threw to waste
My actions reflected
My hearts haste
There’s only one thing that I believe
Its that hell is regret for what has been
Unchanged and unfinished
Ignored when seen
In a time of decisions
I was naive
