A poem about remorse and regret after an unintentional error.
It was unintentional,
but it happened all the same.
I didn’t know it would play out like this,
And now I carry the blame.
I can’t say enough how sorry I am;
I offer myself for the kill.
I can’t make it better at this point,
There is not enough gesture of goodwill.
I know you’ll try to defend me,
But that’s not what I want.
Your family needs you now
And we both know it can’t be put off.
So let me take my penance,
Let me take the pain
I would take it ten times over,
If it would make it go away.
I’m so, so sorry.
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