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life

by jennytiger

So many things that I do to you 
 
Yet you still manage to breakthrough
 
All those times that I tend to yell
 
Making your life a living hell
 
You even listen to me complain
 
As you’re going through absolute pain
 
And I know my apologies are lame
 
But you are not to blame
 
I love you though I hurt you
 
I wish you’d see from my point of view 
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<p>As she pulled out her chair</p><p>The wind caught her hair</p><p>Soft and steady was the air&nbsp;</p><p>As her locks flowed without care&nbsp;</p><p>Gazing at the ongoing fair</p><p>And snacking on a green pear</p><p>Suddenly came an angered bear</p><p>Yet she couldn&rsquo;t help to stare&nbsp;</p><p>The creature seemed not to scare</p><p>The bear then walked over there</p><p>But he ended up in a snare</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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