One Change. One Chance.
I could be bitter
But I want to be better
I want to be still, abide
Be left intact in Love's abode
I could all your mistakes accent
But you as mortal I accept
I could begrudge your faulty quest
But in my heart come be my guest
I have in lowly tryst just waited
Believing all my faith's not wasted
I want to shout it in a whisper
Because I need this woe to whimper
I could exact in full revenge
But I loathe hate as revenue
I will in trust refuse the torment
Because in comes a blessed torrent
I will get by with smile and whistle
Believing hostiles will somehow whittle
I will protest in justice wordless
But I in hope not be workless
#EstablishedPoet 😎
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