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by veli   Mar 18, 2007


Don't look at me the way you do.
Don't tell me that you love me.
Don't say the things we used to.
Don't tell me now you see.

Your the one who wanted space.
To think about where your at.
If you really loved me,
It was perfect. You've would of left it at that.

Don't look at her the way you do.
Don't tell her that you love her.
Don't tell her the things we used to say.
Don't tell her that you want her.

Please give me a chance.
To think about where I'm at.
I really do still love you.
And I can't leave it at that.

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  • 17 years ago

    by DeSiReE

    AWESOME THATS SOO TRUE BEEN THERE...NICELY PUT:)