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By alvin

A year has passed,
It seems I'm still the same,
Wondeirng if you're doing fine
If he's treating you right.

Time washes all wounds and shame
I softly touch the scar that remains
Memories fill me each time i do
And regret grips my soul enforcing its hold
making it so hard to let go

Is the price of forgiveness
Truly so hard to come by?
Shackled to this despair,
I am a convict that smiles.

My life a lie, my face it hides,
the sadness within no one see's.
The only one that can hurt me,
is the only one that can make me happy.

To what does my love hold to,
The serene moments together
Or the angel you are to me
Hoping for another chance
Seems its just a dream