i have something to say
I think it has been long overdue.
that i tell you, i despise the day
That I met you.
now I wake up and ask myself
Where have you been?
youve never been there when
I've needed you.
never again will i be able to say
I'm glad you're here.
i wish you had told me
Come with me. Hold my hand.
but instead you let me go
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