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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You cried when I walked away from us, And decided to reposition forward to another. You thought I vacant on the covetousness, Then to reside in my secure stages of love. You wept when you instituted that my being, Cheated on you with a licentious woman, Then to coerce my lustful ways with you. Your tears were mistaken to come down your cheek for me, Cause my psyche was wrong to deceive on something exceptional Like you. I?m just blinded from what your perception brought to me. You tried to take the trepidation of wanting esteem, And just residing in the love you was positioning out for me. The times were magical in my eyes. You never asked for prosperity, But just for to be adored by a spirit like me. We would always debate on certain issues, But would never turn our backs on one another. We was the love chronicle that was prepared to be seen And never had a beautiful finale too. I used to offend your physical attributes, And be inconsiderate for the choices you made in your life. So for all my devious ways, My player days, Everything that I did to affront your being, I just have to say ?I?m apologetic for being the discourteous person I was. I did not appreciate your feelings and thoughts, But was just not in keen on hearing your quandary with us. Maybe I known we wasn?t inclined for one another, Or maybe my empathy knew that you would exhibit tenderness towards it. I think about you constantly like my prayers in the morning, And my qualms at night. But you won?t talk to me, Or read the little annotations or sonnet's I write to you. But if God himself gave me one more probability to prove my love once again with you, I would complete the sovereign you ached for in time. No one with your exquisiteness and wits, Should whimper over someone misguided of your love. And for that I?m sorry for taking you through my tribulations of being a man.
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