By forgiving my crimes
I know that I am guilty
I know even more my flaws
I am a failed idealist
There is nothing to achieve
Nothing more to find inside
But the flesh and my mind
My misery so divine
My dreams and my fears
All lay there
When they have a chance
Trying to climb out
Pouring the doubt
Telling me that it is time
So what were you trying to tell me
What mystery is this
How can I hope to be redeemed
If I have no sins to pay for
In the depths of purgatory
I'll be digging a bottomless mine
Sorting through the remnants
Separating the residue
From the ruin
Searching for the artifacts
To explain my demise
“Remember, this day will never dawn again.”
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