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A poem about God helping someone let the past go. |
| Let It Go I forgave, I forgot So why do I still remember. It’s over, It’s gone Then why can’t I forget. I’m haunted by the memory. Then a voice comes. ‘Let it go, let it go it’ whispers ‘You’ll make it till morning.’ ‘I can’t,’ I cry. ‘It won’t go away, I’ll never forget.’ ‘It’s okay, It’s alright,’ The voice says again. ‘No need to fear you're forgiven, let it go.’ So finally I let it go. It’s not my fault. I’m forgiven, it will be okay. ‘Thank you, God!’ |