Without Voice Inflections
It's strange how some events in our lives
Can drive us straight to the edge of the precipice
And then how little it takes to bring us back
Just a word from that special someone we hadn't heard from
And assumed we had said something to offend them
It happened to me just recently
I was in a major funk then finally heard why
My silly attempt at humour had offended this sweetheart
We must always be careful of what we say
Especially through email or Soup Mail
Can easily be misunderstood without the voice inflections
That a face to face conversation creates
I am so so sorry that my lame attempt at humour
Created this rift... I have learned my lesson
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