If I Could Erase It All

If I could take back Everything I said,I’d do it in a heart beat. Retracting every single thread. If I could erase the words. And place them where they belong. My eraser would then dissipate as I feverishly erase the wrong. If I could turn back the clock and reluctantly go back into time I would think about the consequences Of writing a hurtful rhyme, but reversing time isn’t an option. So I’m searching for another mode to be able to say to you “I’m sorry” I give you this single pleading ode.