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Author: Doyles-always
Fiction Rated: K - English - General/General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-04-02 - Updated: 11-04-02 - id:1048544
I wish you would tell me what's wrong.

I wish you would tell me what's wrong.

You think I can't handle the truth.

You're wrong.

You scared me,

You made me cry.

Sad I didn't care, you're wrong.

Like my best friend,

I don't like seeing you get hurt.

Is that so wrong that I care?

Why do you hate me?

Why don't you trust me?

You know you can tell me anything,

But why don't you?

You scared me when you said you might not come back.

I hated you when you made me cry.

I said I hated you,

But I don't.

I hope you read this,

I want you to know,

I'm here for you,

I want you stay.

If you go I'll miss you.

I didn't mean it.



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