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by Alicia Warner May 18, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I sit alone in my room The pain is swelling up the voices tell me you don't care And they won't shut up I hate to see you Walk away But I can't take the pain But I know If I want true love I must go through the rain Don't just leave And forget All the love we shared I know you know that I know That you really cared So did I don't get me wrong But I seemed to care more But you just sit and call me a witch and a dirty lore