The Decision

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Dear my life, I know,

To you, my life I owe.

But it’s real hell to tell,

My misdeeds are like water

Running out of the pail.

It hurts when I hurt myself,

Smear my sorrows through,

Seal the trails of help.

O my life, I dream,

And follow it by the rim.

Yet I forget to pretend,

That I am fine,

To someone I truly intend.

Over his shadows I cry,

He’s there, near to me,

But untouchable, don’t know why.

Oh! My life, I lose,

The right way, I failed to choose.

Thus I wish for an end,

A quicker and easier pick,

As my life needs a mend.

Hope he will pray for me,

To flatten the paths of purgatory,

And kiss, and bid goodbye with glee.