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| To The House |
12/10/2002
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I ask for an apology and a reason why.
You only tell me that I should go ahead and die.
It shouldn't be like this at all.
I shouldn't have to be the one to take the fall.
You're the one who was rude.
I never ever could be that crude.
The stars may tell us our very fates.
But it's not me the one who hates.
In the end it is I who is the friend.
You are the enemy, of all the world's debates.
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