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May 2014
I’m sorry for hurting you.
I’m sorry for pushing you away.
I’m sorry for every insult I ever said.
I’m sorry for screaming, even when I had every right to.
I’m not sorry for walking away.
I’m not sorry that things are over.
I’m not sorry that you couldn't see what you were doing to everyone around you.
Jordan Cole
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Jordan Cole  NC
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