Apology - Poem by Miranda Oney
So sorry am I, my dear friend.
I fear I led you astray.
This really shouldn't be the end.
It's hard for me to convey.
Lovely eyes, cry do not.
Raising voices loud,
Love is only what we sought.
In anger, judgement seems to cloud.
Of my freedom, too much i gave,
which made our relationship sour.
I am done being your slave.
Over me, I gave you too much power.
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