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Red and Wrong


Fire is burning in my eyes

And I am a churning lava

Boiling with heat

Bubbling with anticipation

Running with Mercury

Scourging with the Sun

Ready to aim at the first trespasser

My gun is cocked, loaded and ready to fire

I see a shadow and I don't hesitate, only I should have

To figure out that I knew nothing

 

My anger subsides and my courage and kindness come

Kindness for being a lion in summer

Crouching to take my victim

And when taking him to find out I was not supposed to be hunting

Courage to confront my mistakes with the person I hated the most

And to ask humbly for forgiveness when I get there

Because when your wrong your

Inescapably stuck with asking for forgiveness

In which you need in order to...

Live 

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