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By Sabrina

I love you with all my heart, It kills me when we're apart. I hate fighting, especially with you, But lately thats all we do. Its almost always because of me, Because of something I didn't see. Its almost always because of something small, But I almost always start to bawl. Childish, stupid, lowly, I know. But it seems to be the only way to go. I want you to pay attention to me, I just want you to understand, you see? Am I jealous of your friends? If so, how do I make it end? I have nothing to worry about, I come first... I do, right...or is it worse?

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