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I Know

I know
I know
But please
Don't remind me
of certain days
this summer

I know
looking back
they hurt
repulse
and sicken me
That I could
pull you happily
into such a tight spot

I know
I know
I don't want to
hear it
How it hurts
How things . . .
How you just don't know . . .
You always know

I know
the memories haunt
they'll stay forever
The rest of your life
They will probably get
that much heavier

I know
I know
I feel it too
Just know
I'm trying to work through
Don't turn away
Even all this . . .
I don't want to lose you

I know
I, too
am ashamed
You don't know
My part
in all this
you still take
the full blow
I don't want you to
Why?

I know
I know
But please
Don't remind me
You know where I am
Please come see
I want everything in you
To flow perfectly



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