As I look back
At what I have done
It becomes obvious to me
What I SHOULD have done
What I SHOULD have said
But as most men
I am weak
Hindsight is a beautiful gift
But I can not not see the future
Only the past
A past with a painful stab
At my heart
I know what I did wrong
But it is too late
I know no words can undo
But I only have one worthless
Word for you
Sorry
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