i come to see you
and i leave with smile
even though you’re not
pleasing to talk to
i cherish those moments
only truth i know
and i think about it
when i’m all alone
have you ever wonder
i never ask but i listen
while i watch your
purest, truthful manner
most of time i could feel
your frustration; anger
but doesn’t pose trouble
just loving them altogether
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