Poetry Friday: Not Sorry

Not Sorry

Too late, I’m thinking back on today
when I lied.

I’m uncomfortable with the lie in my mouth.

But you asked what I couldn’t say,
a secret I’m not ready to give.

I’m sorry I lied,
but it’s too late, too late to take it back;

I wouldn’t anyway.

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