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Mar 2014
I just can't win with you.
Everything I do makes you mad in some way.
Now I believe an apology is due,
and you have to mean every word you say.

Your words are like daggers,
and they cut me to the core.
It truly hurts when away from you I stagger.
For me I know there is something more.
Danielle Barlow
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   Dallas Allen
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