I am sorry that I disappointed you
and did what I had promised I would not.
Mistakes can often teach someone a lot.
So please give me a chance before we're through,
So of all the punishment for my disgrace,
regret at losing you haas hurt the most,
recall, I beg of you, this tearful ghost.
Yearning to return to your good grace.
Author notes
This is another poem that I wrote while Sarah and I we not talking. She had told me something and I promised to keep it quiet, but I told my mother, then she called her mom and things got bad and I got her sent away for a few months. IT was bad and I felt bad. I missed her so much. But know things are okay, except her mother now hated me, but that is okay bc nobody likes her.
Written May 16th, 2005
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