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Sorry

By redmoon

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Increadibly sorry I wasn't good enough. Unfortunately, this time I'm not lying to myself. You had to stray, you had better things to do, better people to fuck. i'm sorry I ever let you ruin my day. I'm sorry you were too supreme compared to me; I know you are better looking, but what ever happened to people being non-superficial these days? I hurt, I ache, with the torcher of knowing I've lost your embrace, lost your kiss, lost your beautiful blue eyes. Written January 13th, 2002 © on Jan 13 2002 01:09 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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