I swear by God

I swear by myself and God,

If he exists,

That I will never do such things again,

As I once swore, by my mother’s life,

That I would never do it.

 

It was still early spring,

And I didn’t know,

What I know today,

What a small thing could do.

 

Now summer has past,

And autumn shows me what I’ve done,

I am terrified,

Of myself.

 

Do you know, what man is capable of?

Of all things, man can do,

Bringing hurt is one,

And no amount of comfort can change that.

 

When a vase breaks, you can glue it back together,

But you will always see the cracked edges.

 

And for that, I am sorry

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