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Sorry?

Sorry is the excuse we're all happy with
sorry is a lie we say right in each others faces
Sorry, pardon me.
I didn't mean it.
Excuse me,
while I push you down into the mud,
step on your back to keep my shoes clean,
my chin above water.

Am I sorry?

I don't want to hear your apologies,
what are they really worth to me,
you've already done it.
It's already said and done,
sorry isn't going to take it back,
sorry isn't your history changing vice.

Sorry isn't enough to change anything this time
sorry it can't be like this anymore,
no really I am.

No I'm not that sorry.

 

 

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Joshua S. Bell
icbod@spy.net