Weak
By: Amanda Johnson
you swear to me you love me
and that you really care
you say that you'd be happy
just to have me there
yet you dont ever try
to make me see this as true
the pain just makes me cry
when i hear i love you
i never really know
if the words you speak
so sweetly, yet so cold
are strong when they feel so weak
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