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Apr 2014
We fight and even though you're wrong,
I'm wrong, you're right.
But you get mad,
Then I feel bad.
I'm sorry.
You accuse me of doing wrong,
And think the worst of me.
You assume I'll make bad choices.
I get mad,
Then you make me feel bad.
I'm sorry.
It seems to me,
That I'm always apologizing,
Even though you're wrong,
And I'm right!
I'm done arguing,
I'm done feeling bad,
I'm done apologizing,
I'm done being sorry,
I'm done saying sorry!
Meghan
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