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Mistakes are hard to recover from. |
| Consequence I gave myself away to temptation, leaving you behind There are no excuses for my actions, not even loss of mind I allowed my heart to run toward greener grass It would have been easier to let the hard times pass I’d made plans of my own without consult No approval from the One that mattered So I had to emerge from the battleground My heart and soul broken and tattered We both said things we didn’t intend Now we must forgive to let our hearts mend For one brief moment of my life I allowed myself to give in to strife Resulting me on begging knees For time to reverse and end my pleas |