Katrina

Our Fights

I'm sorry for all the pain that I've caused you,
And believe me it hurts to see you so blue.
Whenever we fuss and fight,
Nothing ever seems to go right.
At times we really get mad,
But when it is over we are glad.
It hurts us both to scream and fight,
Later on things become bright.
Sometimes you get really sad,
And I just feel really bad.
Our fights are stupid and lame,
But I am the one to take the blame.
In the end I hope you forgive me,
For I know that we were meant to be.



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