innocent by anelephantcant
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I know that I am innocent
of that fateful tender touch
and yet I can’t be pardoned
when I am guilty of so much
so much pain and suffering
I cause with my sad eyes
so many base betrayals
caused by my casual lies
my casual lies bring heartache
created by seductive words
what should be lyrically poetic
is instead a vicious curse
a vicious curse that wounds deep
slicing through a hopeful soul
leaving expectations bleeding
mercilessly wretched in a hole
in a hole without a bottom
where dreams no longer live intact
but shamefully disintegrate
my tears confess that I know that
I know that I am innocent
of that fateful tender touch
and yet I can’t be pardoned
when I am guilty of so much…
anelephantcant 
Elephant, no one is unforgivable (few people) and everyone does bad things to some extent. It’s human nature to do what we want, what is selfish. But we are redeemable. I’m not sure how religious you are. From what I’ve read, I think not very. And I don’t know about Catholicism and many denominations except the Lutheran church I grew up in and friends and acquaintances who went to similar church’s. Anyways what I’m trying to say is we we learn through Jesus, to forgive because He forgives us every single wrong thing we’ve ever, though, done, or are going to do. He loved us do much he became human, was innocently crucified and went down into hell and defeated Satan, our sins, and death. Believe what you will but God sees you as forgivable (or your character) no matter what. To him sin is sin and by his Grace we are promised forgiveness, peace of mind, and eventually life with Him in heaven. Now that’s my religious spell and attempt to give you or your character hope. But I’m not trying to force it on you or bother you with it. I’ll leave it there.
Hugs my friend!
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Aw, why such sadness coming from such a sweet little creature? Hope you are doing Okay. Your poetic skills have improved very much. I loved it.
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AnElephant’s life is long and grey, the pinkness is just a disguise.
He is surprised and happy to learn of his improved skills.
So, better than last week, is it?
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Dear Elephant,
Aside from the fact that the sadness makes me want to go hang myself, I love the structure of this. The repetition of ending and beginning lines is effective as is the repetition of the first verse at the end. Beautifully done, O ye bonnie pink poet. ❤
Shalom,
Rochelle
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AnElephant tries different approaches to heartache, trying to let some of it escape into the darkness that surrounds his aged soul.
But hey ho, he is delighted you enjoyed it!
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Now who is making the other tear up? Very moving, AnElephant.
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AnElephant is happy that he touches Anja.
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