Angry,
I clech my fists and wait your response.
It hurts me every time you go.
But more than that I'm happy,
Once again your face does show.
I miss you
and I love you,
But hate what you can be,
It's your pride,
And my furry
that will be the death of me.
Blood stained green,
How could I do anything but love you.
You know me,
I know you,
But it doesn't mean I understand.
Your life has been so hard for you,
But that life is all you know,
Forget about being abandoned,
Forget about being left,
I'm never going to leave you,
Forever not alone.
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