If I could apologise, I would in a jiffy...
Rewind the past and the words unsaid,
Efface the hurt and bitterness seeping through,
Score out the rancour and despise all around,
Blot the deeds and thoughts that pervaded,
And play up the drollness and oneness that we used to share...
I hope heart-of-hearts for a rapprochement, a reconciliation...
I wish to plead and entreat my cause,
Make you understand and consider my stance,
My conscience never scuppered, never violated...
Yet, something forestalls me, pulling me away from your path;
Warning me of your prevarications, your equivocations and prejudices...
Once again, I am forced to rehash my past retentions...
Only to realise, your minor lies and deception finally outgrew your affection for me...
Tuesday 10 August 2010
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