Founder's Canon
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hen the only good thing in your life leaves you
And you know you are to blame
It becomes difficult to swallow
The truth of the matter
It becomes difficult to push it deep
Down into the dark recesses of your heart
And to hopefully forget it was ever there
And you do, for a while, forget
Until, with you unaware,
It flings itself back from the dead
Straight into your unflinching face
Forcing you to examine the situation once more
And so you do…
It’s my fault
I’m the one that erred
You didn’t deserve that
And I never once meant you harm
I was sick and I was dying
And I know now that watching me
Was too much for you to bear
You were scared the only good thing in your life was leaving you
But you were never to blame
But I need you to know
I miss you, and I forgive you
And I hope you’ll do the same for me
The truth of the matter is
It hurt
But I’m finally letting go
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