no amount of apologies
or heartfelt sorrow
can ever heal the scars
of those i hurt
while i was hurting
and i must
learn to live
with that
in my
guilty conscience
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Better Days
Poetry❝take me to the time when things were fine it's all broken now.❞ a collection of prose as a result of sleepless nights racing thoughts and a bad writer --- // lower case intentional // cover by labyrinth-
five || guilty conscience
no amount of apologies
or heartfelt sorrow
can ever heal the scars
of those i hurt
while i was hurting
and i must
learn to live
with that
in my
guilty conscience
