I, once again, apologise

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When those you call friends,
Find fault in your ways,
It hurts you deep inside.

When those you love,
Push you away,
It really hurts your pride.

When you know you've hurt them,
And you cannot fix it,
It hurts you deep inside.

When you cannot mend,
What pain you have caused,
It makes you want to cry.

When you've hurt the ones,
That are your world,
You almost want to die.

I'm truly sorry,
For all that I've done,
For all the sorrows I've made.

Please return,
Please come back,
I want you in my life.

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