i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry. i have heard this phrase too many times to count. no pointing fingers though, for i've said it myself. it gets a bit redundant, don't you think? not the sentence itself really, but the position of its use. why when i was just learning to tie my shoes; it was for running into a classmate on the playground. two words exchanged and we'd be on our way. now when a heart is broken. i'm sorry is not much to say. how could i ever repay?
i'm sorry anyway.
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Poetryi was love then i was lost. ©writingxfreak NOTE: some of the photos/videos used in this book are not mine, and i do not take credit for them.
