gone
sometimes I just don't understand
how the people who see how much love I have to offer
can say, "I don't want it,"
and
turn
their
backs
on
me.
sometimes I just don't understand
how the people who see how much love I have to offer
can say, "I don't want it,"
and
turn
their
backs
on
me.
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