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Apologize

With every creeping crawling hour- My heart turns more bitter and sour- I still don't know what went wrong- But back in time for us I long- To change my words, to have you back- And with my fists give myself a whack- I am not worthy to hold your hand- Knowledge of this makes me not stand- I ran away, a coward i was- Pretended this would gain applause- I thought you wouldn't feel the pain- For all my sympathies it is in vain- My dear I miss you most dearly- Now i see my faults all so clearly- All I want is your heart to mend- And someday, maybe, to call me friend-

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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