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by juggalette_4_life   Aug 25, 2005


Look there you are now
just sitting down by the tv
i can just tell by the way you stare
that you want me there
i can't do this to my self once again
i'm afraid of what more you can do to me
i'm sick of always being hurt
now your up from your chair
you hold out your hand
as if you care
each step i take
starts to hit me harder
why should i keep on putting up with your shit
even tho i know your not for real
i still keep coming back inside your arms
as you say softly inside my ear
your nothing without me and you know i love you dearly

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