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Its Not A Fault.

I'm sorry...
I truly am...
For both your mistakes and mine.
For never being able to let go of the past.
For smiling like the clown when I truly cry at night.

I'm sorry...
I truly am...


I'M UNSTABLE. MY SANITY IS ON THE LINE.

I am sorry.
Because if you directly ask me.
I will only smile.
And mock you as a child.

 

SeaOfSecrets SeaOfSecrets 18-21, F Jun 22, 2012

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