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Nov 2015
I askedΒ youΒ to wait so long
To come to a place
That clearly you belong
And right in your face
I made you wait
And now I'm here, ready
But you're sad cause I'm to late?
But I'm here, ready
if your sad that I'm too late
I'm confused cause I'm here, ready
you're the one now who's decides our fate
you decide if its too late
and that makes you sad
So i ask again.
Am I too late?


Cause I'm here, ready.
Written by
Derek Wings
327
   20something, --- and Maha Salman
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