What " you" want

I cry day after day for answers, why must I sit and let your words pierce my heart to stone and crumble my sanity to the depths of the paific,why  must my concern for you be thought of as a nag? But its all god now, I will close my mouth and not ask another qustion, I wil never ask you questions about your day or complement your new tie, I will be mute, but when the day comes you will have to whitsel to find me


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