Dedicated to Arthur Ewell
Please sit down. Don't get mad,
But I know that this will hurt.
You thought I was heaven sent,
But I made you feel like dirt.
It's not someone else.
You just don't understand.
You have different qualities-
Than I'm looking for in a man!
I think I care for you!
Just not in that way!
I wish I could change it
And make you feel ok.
But, I've tried and I can't.
So, please. Please, don't cry!
I just thought I should tell you
The true reason why....
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