Of a thousand lies, What I've done, And wash away, Today this ends, With the hands, Put to rest, There's no alibi, In this farewell, I start again, What you thought of me, While I clean this slate, So let mercy come , I'm forgiving what I've done, And whatever pain may come, And let go of what I've done, From the truth, I'll face myself, To cross out what I've become, Cause I've drawn regret, There's no blood,

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