In the wrong

I am in the wrong I’m drowned in sin The biggest enemy is the one within The heart is deceitful Vomiting excuses My soul is aching and full of bruises The only option maybe to flee Because while in tangled possession Secrets feed this Shakespeare like obsession Full of shame Regret, remorse, Running on a desolate course That dead ends in to empty hands Broken hearts and shattered virtue How late is too late to undo?

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