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Free verse № 45548

The Greatest Joy

Member since 2003 · Posted 28 Mar 2003 · 0 comments

You put me down, In every way, And apart of me dies, What can i say? To make you happy and proud, Is what i dream of, Every single night and day, You never appreciate my work, Somethings always wrong, Why must you hurt me, With hate so strong? Why are you never satisfied, With the things i do for you? The Greatest Joy In Life Would be you loving me too

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