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Days go on
they past by
i sit and think
and wounder why

thinking if they are lies
thinking if they are true
thinking of them
but are they really you

i give you my best
i give you my all
but do you even bother
to catch me when i fall

you say you love me
you say you care
but when i need you the most
you are sometimes never there

i love you so much
thats not a lie
but why do you make me sit
and wounder why