It hurts pretty bad, when I stayed away,
But it hurts even more when I've been push away,
Theres too much on my chest that I want to say,
Kept it buried inside and left it unsaid,
Let me be right here, and forced to pay,
The price to pay attention, always overdue and delay,
As promises & expectation, could reform like clay,
Under the hot sun, it melted by the ray....
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