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Your Apology

Your apologies
Are always empty
Your apologies
Will always be meaningless
Your apologies
Are all lies
Your apologies
Are like my razor
Your apologies
Are the very thing I don’t want to hear anymore
Your apologies
Are they the only thing you will ever say to me?
Your apologies
Are the thorns in a rose
Your apologies
Are slowly hurting me inside
Your apologies
Will they ever stop?
Or will all the lies keep piling on top?
Poem by SilentAmaya