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Apr 2013
Sometimes I get a little hard to handle, and I cry so much
I bet you think it’s a game,
but when it comes down to the truth,
this fairytale I’ve held onto, it’s always me and you
and I still feel the love you give me,
every day.

So why’d I make you beg me to stay,
Why’d I make you tell me all the things
I never even say-
why’d I make you come undone, like we’d had our run,
As if everything you mean to me could fade…
whyd I make you beg me to stay..

Love I can’t tell you how it hurt to hear
my own words sink in, cut so clear.
Couldn’t see I was losing me
inside my fears.
I doubted myself and every promise I’d hear, because I knew deep down
that hurt you so bad,
and I couldn’t imagine you ever wanting me back.
But you didn’t push away,
you only begged me to stay.

Now the entire world can watch as
I treat you like gold,
‘cause I’m keeping you always,
you’re my love to hold.
Because I need your arms, your tender touch,
that voice just for me, saying I love you so much.
It went unearned, but you held me anyway.
and I still feel your love,
every day.
Baby, thanks for begging me to stay.
Cheyenne
Written by
Cheyenne  Everson, Pa
(Everson, Pa)   
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   Dreiliece
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