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I"m Here For You



Just as your tears fall from your eyes,
You are trying to hide so much pain.
You have learned that he wants to play games.
I know you so well that you cannot fool me,
I know you are hurting inside, so do not deny it.
Let’s talk about it,
It would help you,
It would make you feel better.
I know that when we fall in love,
We are blind, and we cannot see clear
Since the person we love becomes the
Center of our world.
I know that when we fall in love
And it is unrequited,
We try to get it our way
And we work hard to get what we want.
I also know that when we love
And the person we love hurt us,
And play with us
We cry,
We try to hide,
We try to be strong in front of people,
From those who would say “I told you so!”
Well I am not that kind of person,
I know that you need me
I am here for you
Like a sister
Like a best friend
Trust in me,
Do not deny the help I am trying to give
A hand you know you can hold on to.
5/01/2008
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