My fault

Not by power not by might
Everything is not a game
I regret the target I gunned for
O, the bitter taste of regret
If only the hands of time can be rewinded.
I admit my shameful deed
It hunts me day and night
My heart is overflowing with bitter emotions
I should but I didn't
I did but I shouldn't
Who shall lift me up from the pit of despair
Day and night I keep on weeping, but there is no reply
Everyone blames me.
Its my fault, it's my fault
I'll sing the song of "I should have known"
I didn't mean to do it, but there is no turning back
It radiates like the sun
O, I need an angel,
Call me an angel
This guilt burns like acid to the skin
Indeed I accept the consequences and shall face it
I admit it's my fault
Help me Father

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