'Sorry', it's said as often as we breathe,
mind your step, excuse me, as you take your leave
say it too often and it's meaning doth wane
it cannot dry a tear or clean a deep, well-trodden stain

Pardon the sin that I will repeat once more,
hold back the tide & keep open the door.
think before you act & hold that feeling
see these deep veins, they're red & revealing.

Sorry, I should know better..

by Jason Jackson

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