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Aug 2018
What?
Can I do?
Oh, yes to make it up to you.

Ooo
What?
Can I say? (Say)
To make it up to you.

I was a fool to hurt you.
A fool to this day not to admit I'm the reason for your pain.
And it hurt me inside to not see you smile.

So what can I try? (Try love)
To get you to accept my apology.
I now know in my life that you the very heart of me.

And with each tear that fall.
I truly feel your pain.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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