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IT'S YOUR TURNAre we strong enough to make it Will we stop right here and separate Can you prove to me you will always be with me Or tell me no, it's to hard to go on When I think of you I have questions You will not talk to me with answers You think I should live on trust Bab, trust comes from experience Which I have none with you You will not open up to me What else can I do Our life is in your hands Its all up to you I will tell you right now That I'm feeling left out You friends are more important And going out, is the rule I don't want left overs Not even yours So come to me with an answer No excuses, no questions Just the truth FOR TRUTH'S SAKE Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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