Into the blue memories
the morning mist has fallen
erase the pain of words and deeds
glistening on withered grass

forgiveness is not needed
yet remorse now has been claimed
those deeds are long forgotten
too long has gone to speak of it again

so silence, rule my heart once more
and so be it for now
let us cheer the coming of days
mourn the past no longer

I can't regret, what is long gone
for it does not change it's being
yet, had I known this was to come
the deeds were, if so, never done.

By Katrina Tapio 2010


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