I'm Sorry
By Spoot
I didn't know what I had when I held it in my bitter hands. What a perfect thing I possessed you were just mine such a finely wrought person, held at a distance without thinking I crumbled your soul unknowingly brutalizing the delicate architecture of your caring heart, I was so cruel. I'm sorry.I miss my Jeff. Written March 17th, 2002 © on Mar 17 2002 07:47 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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