Sometimes I'm sorry doesn't cut it.
Sometimes the things you say are only worth it in that moment, those fleeting few
minutes which make it or break it, and when the moment's passed, nothing you can
ever do or say can ever erase the scars that your careless words have caused.
Each slip of your tongue cuts a little deeper.
And one day the chasm will gape open, and these walls will close around you.
I think they already have.
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