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How could I say I was sorry,
Would words have stopped the pain?
Or would they only underline
The emptiness within?
If I had ever realized
How cruel I had been...
If you had ever vocalized
The pain caused by my sin...
The memory would never find a way
To separate it from today.
You kept the burden on yourself
And left the words unsaid...
You spared me from the misery
Of burying what I did...
You thought of my pathetic heart
And betrayed the good of your own...
You let us gently ride it out...
You brought us safely home.
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