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by Scott Hudson Jul 7, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The Love I have is truer now, Before it was still growing, I want you to trust me, oh how I wish, I never meant to hurt you, Please forgive me my love, I didnt mean to offend, I love you my dear so please don't be mad, When I say I love you still, I have to go now but I really do miss you, I want you to say it back, But you I know you wont, and never will, So I try to hide my caring tact.