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Untitled 008.

I am bad at apologizing,

It is not that I do not feel remorse,

sometimes I feel it's undeserved.

If you wrong me,

why I am I the one who regrets?

Why do I feel this all?

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

I swear to Heaven, to Hell, and back.

I'll be better next time.

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Sep 1, 2011
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