I think I get why you’ve done what you’ve done,
Situation permitting, it was right that you shun.
True it was for the best, though your way was cruel,
I declare you were wrong, much pain you did fuel.
How dare I pass judgment? I’m guilty as well,
Once driven by jealousy. I regret, I dwell.
Ones who’ve been wronged, rights to detest,
Hold onto that though? You ask to be stressed.
Forgive you, I will. But for myself, I must say,
My anger, my hate, my heart sends away.
To those who hurt me, no hard feelings to convey,
Just the same, be gone with you. Stay out of my way.
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