If I had concentrated
taken the blame more, humbled myself more
maybe, just maybe if I had waited
in my life there would not be so much gore.
I can only sit and ponder
as each soul passes by my humble abode
quite slyly they look with wonder
born of a horror when one kisses a toad.

But I cannot remain here consumed by this monster
I must take the reigns eke out a future
break free from this guilt
grab my tools so I can rebuild
fashion something new
from the ashes of my dreams.

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