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You Figured It Out...




There's one thing,
I hate to say,
I don't want to say,
And I'm not going to say.

There's one thing,
That bother my mind,
I can't figure out,
Why do you cross my mind?

I never touched you,
But I have loved you,
I said I don't like you,
But that's not true.

Weird it is,
Even I never knew,
I thought it was hate,
But I think it is fear, up to date.

Strange you are,
You figured it out,
You stayed away,
But always cared.

There came a time,
When there was no fear,
When you were around,
There came a time,
When you left a tear,
With my mother's call,
I hate to say,
What she had to say,
That "Jenny is dead".


-Debra R. N. Ludwick-

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