You hurt me, but I forgive you

My words are a medicine that heal this pain

No void should apply and be due

Victim a subject to mantle his own disdain

In theory, it's best to forgive than hold a grudge

And like you I too don't wish to be judged

No man is perfect, but he that's wise knows what's right

And knowing what's true is an act of being just

To be fair then, I choose to be kind

For in all of love and war, there's an end to fighting