• We live on front porches and swing life away
    We get by just fine here on minimum wage
    If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
    I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
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    I feel.. unwanted.. Un-needed.. Uncared for...
    Why Don't I just crawl under a rock and die?
    Because I've met the love of my life...
    And he promises to take care of me 'til the end..
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    I long to hear you speaking to me..
    Talking to me, Saying you love me.
    This world can be quite cruel..
    God, I wish he didn't leave me like this..
    I Wish I could turn back time..
    To.. To say that I loved him.. And hug him, Just once before he died...