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Forgiveness feels so good to give,

So how come I give it to you

And still feel terrible?

Sometimes, I want to break down

But instead I keep on walking

And Sometimes I want to go back,

In my mind

But instead, I choose to keep track of time.

I wish I’d never of seen

Some of the thing’s I’ve seen.

I wish I’d never of felt,

Some of the things you gave.

Cause then I’d still be who I was before you.

But then maybe i’d of been somebody else’s fool.

Walking out on you

Was one of the worst things i’ve ever had to do

And for a long time after

I was still doing it everyday.

Waiting for God, or the heavens to say

That they had finally  released me of

This ache,

These chains

This numbness in my brain.

It was something I had to go through