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A chance All that I ask for is a chance A chance to meet and not divide We’ve played this game, Time and again And throughout it all we still remained friends But to write off someone based on what _you_ lack Is a sorry thing that you have a knack Of repeating again and again. I’m not begging for you to be chummy ole pals Only I plead for you to meet without a judgmental scowl. Though a childish endeavor I know it to be, For once I just wish You could see what I see. With out the taint of jealousy.
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 3:17 AM UTC
Childish Chance
A chance All that I ask for is a chance A chance to meet and not divide We’ve played this game, Time and again And throughout it all we still remained friends But to write off someone based on what _you_ lack Is a sorry thing that you have a knack Of repeating again and again. I’m not begging for you to be chummy ole pals Only I plead for you to meet without a judgmental scowl. Though a childish endeavor I know it to be, For once I just wish You could see what I see. With out the taint of jealousy.
To give a chance and then to decide Is one thing But to allow yourself to be clouded with envy and fear Is a prison noone should be forced to endure. ~Iska
#jealous#envy#friendship#relationship#heartbreak#chance#unfair
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 3:17 AM UTC
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