run to you and give you a kiss
The way you talk to me makes me want to
lean on you and tell you this
" I can't do this no more anymore "
Does it matter to you how I feel
Does it matter to you of how I deal
with this mounting hill
of unreciprocated love of mine
Does it matter to you that I cry
Does it matter to you that I' dying
slowly inside that you are killing
this heart of mine...that's so unkind...
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