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The End
by Patricia Annette Roden
Where do I start
How do I begin
To tell you my heart
still holds you, deep, within.
This is so hard for me
I hope you'll understand
But, I have to set you free
I just hope and pray I can.
The times we shared
I'll forever treasure
My love, I really cared...
My love for you had no measure.
It is nothing you did
said, or didn't do
It's just me and the things I hid
From everyone... including you.
Please don't hate me-
I really wouldn't blame you if you did
So now, my love, you are free
Because of little things I had hid.
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