A Stain

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I should have been more careful,

But instead I decided to be hurtful.

I was careless and caused them sorrow.

I hope they forgive me and we can be happy again tomorrow.

I did my best to apologize,

But we are losing our ability to harmonize.

I caused pain

And forever their will be a stain.

The cotton white is stained crimson red.

I caused a storm deep with in their head.

The pain will always be a lurking ghost.

It's unfortunate that we hurt the ones that we love the most.

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