To Apologize
You asked for
The apology
An apostrophe
For the lies
I gave
A child’s explanation
For your degradation
Of me
And you would
Complain
Of the pain
That you felt
But I know
All the things
That you bring
When you smile
I feel nothing
You killed me
And then grilled me
To confess
And the art
Pictures of the hyphen
For your hymen
To make amends
But I am not sorry
I won’t give you my contrition
You deny my redemption
And hate me for it
How could I be wrong
When all you wanted
Was me taunted
But you give me this blame
I have one thing to
Give penance
Breaking my silence
I never meant to disturb your perfect little fucking world
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