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Dec 2011
I am happy if you are happy,
I said to leave my sorrow.
If you find love then I know that
your love I can always borrow.

I'm so angry when you're hurt,
I cry and shout aloud.
When you achieve or praise you receive,
I am forever proud.

But never do you sympathise,
or return my empathy.
You only care when He is there
and He, is never me.

I ask you not to take me,
for granted as you do.
For when you cry, I always try,
to say I still love you.

But I know and always know,
that He's your number one.
I'll forever be your number three,
to pass the time.
I'm done.
L H R
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