Sorry All Over

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I’m sorry, I really am

Trying to convince myself

As they come tumbling off our shelf

And we start all over again

 

Rattling around my brain

Saber tongue polished sharp

Play the buttons on your autoharp

Make you bulge your basal vein

 

We argue for awhile

Seems we need not practice

The art of managed malice

Folios line our shelf with guile

 

Coupled as we are madame

Our rhymes take on a cast

Won’t heal our broken past

I’m sorry still, I really am.

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