It came in ways of which I could not tell
From the speech, to the actions
Knowing now that I knew well
I knew of fear, of contempt hidden yet clear
Of a jolly folly that I viewed not so severe
Yet this error brought forth power
It radiated a prowess I soon succumbed to
My once refined tongue stained with the taste of dishonesty
My once hopeful eyes scorned with mirrors of truth
Had I but seen my own mistake in youth
Woe had sealed my fate with a crimson kiss
Obliging the memories of what I’d miss
How arrogant of I, to hold myself in such regard
With pitiful pride, with awful arrogance
How arrogant of I, to believe I could not be scarred
About the Creator
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