I’ve done what I have promised against.
The cross I bear weighs heavy with fault.
I’m sentenced to wander,
hopeless and trapped in self-pity,
with only regret to keep me company.
I’ve done what I have promised against.
The cross I bear weighs heavy with fault.
I’m sentenced to wander,
hopeless and trapped in self-pity,
with only regret to keep me company.
Nice!!
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Thanks
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This short piece is imbued with melancholy and heart. Great job 😉
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Thanks friend, yeah pretty raw.
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Great piece bud!
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Thanks Lisa
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