As the cool night airBlows upon my skinAnd I walk this laneI forget my pain I have turned the pageOn the distant rageAs the dark clouds raceO'er the pale moon's face Why am I still here?This is my fateThere is no more hate I belong in this place.
Gill Burrell
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Forgiveness- A poem
As the cool night air
Blows upon my skin
And I walk this lane
I forget my pain
I have turned the page
On the distant rage
As the dark clouds race
O'er the pale moon's face
Why am I still here?
This is my fate
There is no more hate
I belong in this place.
Gill Burrell
πΌπΊπ»β