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1d
They see the streaks and wonder why?
They say I should man up and apologize.
But I am tired of crying in private like I do.

They say, I love you.
They say they can hear it in my voice.
But hiding behind my pride.
While missing you by my side.

But we all know many say this or that.
Like experts that only know.
But this time.
Yes, this time it they hit it on the money.

Yes, this time.
Yes, this time.

If a diamond went missing and instantly known?
Then their prediction is true.
I do miss you.
Yes, this time they hit it on the money.
Yes, this time.
Yes, this time.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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