Oh, to not

The Crow and the Bluebird had just begun to be friends.
The Crow enjoyed the Bluebirds company.
Bluebird listened to Crow,
although Crow thought he cawed too often, "I'm sorry" squeaked the Crow.
The Bluebird tweeted, "You sure say sorry often".
The Crow pondered for a moment.
Then cawed after The Bluebird flew off,
"I feel sorry a lot too"
"Oh, to not feel so sorry"
So sorry all the time.
Sorry and sorrow consumed The Crow.
Now he's alone again.
Cawed to himself, "Sorry..."

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This poem is meant to dig into the feeling of always having to sorry, and how that affects relationships.