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A plea from my heart
Pull me in then push me away,
Is this some sort of game that you play?
I have feelings you know, I’m not here just for you,
To pick up then discard when you’ve better to do.
One way traffic isn’t how it should be,
Think of me first on occasion and then I might see,
That you care, that you value the bond that we’ve made,
I’m here in the sunshine not there in the shade.
Is this some sort of game that you play?
I have feelings you know, I’m not here just for you,
To pick up then discard when you’ve better to do.
One way traffic isn’t how it should be,
Think of me first on occasion and then I might see,
That you care, that you value the bond that we’ve made,
I’m here in the sunshine not there in the shade.
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