Down the line things sort themselves out
Crimes of passion, karma and vengeance
What's pure and true will replace the doubt
Peace will again flood in after my penance
The accusations are not without clout
I can't begrudge them for their stance
The attacks may come in frenzied bouts
But my mistakes I dare not renounce
Such beauty couldn't be tainted
Many emotions muddled my intuition
Reality doesn't match the picture painted
- Hubris in a mural of good intentions
I am not here to defend my case
There is a music I must face
Time gives everyone another chance
Just be careful with who you dance.
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