Sorry...

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I turn my face away,

gripping my cheek.

 

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry.

 

I didn't mean to make you mad.

I never do,

I don't know how to make you happy.

 

I agree with you no mater what,

I have your dinner ready for when you come home.

Laundry is done and folded.

 

But still..

I'm sorry.

I don't wish to anger you.

 

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry.

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