He introduced himself as Four
Had certain bad deeds to answer for
I have a confession i need to make
To right the wrongs of my mistakes
My sins are numbered by my name 
dark secrets I’ve held and soley claim
One Sunday morning a plot unfolds
Took a life to save her soul
The second occurred at 21
A bar several beers and a gun
Number three a damaging lie
Hurt many close friends of mine
The fourth accused as a thief 
Charged convicted and found guilty
Prayed repented and asked for forgiveness 
Meditated deeply and contemplated
Searched endless for this very moment 
For gods approval and atonement
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- Published: May 4th, 2019 10:46
- Category: Forgiveness
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