Sorry prose poem

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You were broken down and I was bitter trying to find the answers but I still remained a sinner
your pain was my game my mistakes were the chains sticking to your heart tighter than the veins
I scream I yell and I cry out but I fail to realize I am the one to blame
you were the antidote to my-my own sick twisted ways the bug to my God given insight
you were my heart it wasn’t the beauty of seeing my future in those timeless dwelling eyes
or even the calm essences of your body that kept myself at bay
it was simply the aftermath of what you did to my soul
I find myself in pieces but to find myself with you is a complete peace
I’m sorry

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It is a poem of contrition. Remorse is passionately and beautifully expressed.


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