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In the Realm of Fault and Time
My Heart Seeks to Find
In the realm of fault and time, my heart seeks to find,
Is it my folly, or does time conspire, unkind?
From you do I seek forgiveness or from my yesterday’s wind?
At times I think this sorrow, is solely mine, designed.
At times, I whisper, “This sadness, it’s not just for me, confined,”
I yearn for it to be an exile, a place in time to unwind.
Wishing it a tear, forgotten in the river of mankind,
Or maybe just a word, a solace humankind can find.
Oh, how I long it to be an hour, ticking seconds left behind,
For my life’s been a companion, with troubles intertwined,
When my chest constricts in pain, it finds me, with hurt outlined,
I would lie, if I say I’m merry, or death’s release, I’d declined.
Who shall bear my burdens, and offer me peace of mind?
No one comes, like the one, from sorrow, I’ve been assigned,
The issue is not in guilt or regret, they are aligned,
The issue lies in why loyalty fades, leaving love confined.
