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Please Don't Get Angry
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April 2012 If i put my arms around you would it be too late?
can't blame you if you get angry i'm not that great,
and lately you've made me feel like a mistake,
but i don't know how much longer i can live,
without you showing me everything you could give,
instead of playing games, being the one who hid,
i can't lay next to you much longer without trying,
tired of feeling undesired and slowly dying,
while i quietly turn my back and start crying,
i need someone to just hold me,
embrace my every movement and approach me boldly,
you where my shelter now you've made the support moldy,
i miss how we were, can we ever go back?
every night we're back to back the yawns begin to attack,
would you be angry if i put my arm around your back?
