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Im sorry about what I did

I wish you would understand

My heart is almost broken

Because I tried to stand



I wanted to make you see

That I wanted us to be

but now I am alone

frozen almost stone cold



I'm left without a crutch

covered in the blackest mud

with no choice to make

but to finally give up and break



I made a mistake

I finally misjudged

I accused you of something

and now it ends in blood