Sorry
by: YinyangGal
Rose thorns stabs in your skin,
Just like what I had done to you.
The petals of roses drift one by one off its' bud,
Like each fragment of my heart.
All of the sorrow, and horror we are facing is forbidding.
I'm sorry for each scrape of pain you faced,
Sorry for my hiding in such a pitiful shell.
The shame in this shell of mine,
Hides the real me that I must not show.
But here I must hide.
But maybe someday I'll break free from this shell,
Then the real me will grow,
Soon I will show the world,
The complete me.
by: YinyangGal
Rose thorns stabs in your skin,
Just like what I had done to you.
The petals of roses drift one by one off its' bud,
Like each fragment of my heart.
All of the sorrow, and horror we are facing is forbidding.
I'm sorry for each scrape of pain you faced,
Sorry for my hiding in such a pitiful shell.
The shame in this shell of mine,
Hides the real me that I must not show.
But here I must hide.
But maybe someday I'll break free from this shell,
Then the real me will grow,
Soon I will show the world,
The complete me.
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