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My heart fell, my stomach knotted, I pleaded, I cried, I apologized. I owned up to the wrong I did to you, and your beautiful trust- I regret You don't know, but you're the only one who still calls, my whole day rests on the notification on the screen- and I still was stupid enough to mess it up I regret it I can't imagine truly functioning without you, please, please don't shut me out, please, please still be my best friend in the morning I regret it, but Don't worry, the but is there for me, and my stinking pile of guilt that lies on my chest, I shouldn't have done it, I hope you forgive me, it's all I have left I regret it, but I I wonder if Eve regretted the apple and the fall? How could she apologize to Adam, for one stupid mistake, and yet everything was wrecked- I regret it, but I deserve I am sorry, it's not enough I regret it, so so very much please forgive me, this poem, it's for you I regret it, but I deserve your anger, be mad- but still be my friend in the morning?
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Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
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My heart fell, my stomach knotted, I pleaded, I cried, I apologized. I owned up to the wrong I did to you, and your beautiful trust- I regret You don't know, but you're the only one who still calls, my whole day rests on the notification on the screen- and I still was stupid enough to mess it up I regret it I can't imagine truly functioning without you, please, please don't shut me out, please, please still be my best friend in the morning I regret it, but Don't worry, the but is there for me, and my stinking pile of guilt that lies on my chest, I shouldn't have done it, I hope you forgive me, it's all I have left I regret it, but I I wonder if Eve regretted the apple and the fall? How could she apologize to Adam, for one stupid mistake, and yet everything was wrecked- I regret it, but I deserve I am sorry, it's not enough I regret it, so so very much please forgive me, this poem, it's for you I regret it, but I deserve your anger, be mad- but still be my friend in the morning?
This probably isn't worth reading, but poetry is how I vent.
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madie-hanson
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
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