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Feb 2014
Here I am, ready to talk.
But you walk away.
Hey, where did you go?
Did you know that my life feels low?
You encourage me to speak up when something is wrong.
It's hard to keep up because you don't even listen.
Listen, listen my friend!
Here I am, ready to talk.
Shayda H
Written by
Shayda H  Canada
(Canada)   
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