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When you’re sad and want to cry
I want to help but don’t know why. To make you smile, remove your tears, It’s all I wanted for so many years. But you ignore me all the time, And don’t whant for us to rhyme. Your words are thorns that scratch my heart, Your thoughts are knives that tear me apart. I know you know you’re in my dreams, I know you’re different then what it seems, I know you want someone to see But don’t know why you don’t like me. “It’s just one girl” my friends would say, But they don’t see you every day. You are so great, they are so blind, I can’t stop thinking, you’re in my mind. I wish I knew what’s next to do, I wish I knew you love me too, I wish I’d stop wishing things And knew the pain that love soon brings. Your eyes are jewels, your lips are gold, There’s so much love for you I hold, But your words are thorns that scratch my heart, Your thoughts are knives that tear me apart. I won’t stop, won’t take it slow, I won’t give up until you know That when it rains or when it snows You’ll still be for me, a rose.
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