Spare me your tears
I have seen them already
Your apology is a joke
And it means nothing to me
Stop the act and
Pick yourself up because
You know what you did wrong
So it can't be like it was
But I must say that
I love seeing you on your knees
After all I have done for you
It's about time I'm pleased
Say I will come running back
If that saves your mind
But I am turning to go now
And I'm not turning back this time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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