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Nov 2016
Double down
stumbling
through mountains
of my own assholery
enjoying the range
of ******
left in my wake

once upon a time
they apologized less
men were men
and
able to test their mettle
of courage and bravado
but
now emptied of all
filled with remorse
the only word they know
is 'sorry'
Stop apologizing for standing to close, almost touching me, and for looking in my direction. Have you no shame? We all have a right to exist you know... people seem to apologize just for being there these days
James Walker
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James Walker  28/M/USA
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