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Do not tell me you love me

If you love me you would pay for dinner sometimes

If you love me you would kiss away the pain

If you love me you would appreciate what I do

If you love me you would not treat me like this

So do not tell me you love me. Words are not enough. Show me your love because I've heard it a thousand times and the wind still blows through the trees and the sun still rises in the east and sets in the west and I still feel like nothing to you.

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teresa-kay-dockery
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Feb 9, 2014
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