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The Cry

The love to want to communicate but you don't, You allow that tear to fall down my face, just hear that woman/ man I thought that loves me, which with the understanding and try to understand my heart but as I read one word yet you won't communicate, you think as a man you are doing everything right but you give me fake love, but yet you say you love me or say I love you, but don't really mean it , you just think you can work and I will believe you that communication isn't a need when it comes to me , I'm not a quiet woman neither would I ever be but yet I can't even move towards feeling comfortable with the because of how things are right now but this is fake love I cry to sleep because of all how you do by: poetry -life

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