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by Marta May 9, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Sitting upon the grass It's just my friends and I As I glance over my shoulder, A tear tickles my eye. I get the most disgusting feeling Jealousy runs through my heart Why did you tell me? We would never be apart. As I see you Telling her things you never told me, It hurts so much Do you know how it feels, the pain I feel in me? I still have a secret That has been very well kept It's locked away From all the things I felt. Only in my dreams Is where I'll see you Holding me in your arms I can picture it too. So I shall stare away To wipe the tears from my eyes, Pretending very selfishly Our love had never died.