in the middle

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You hide me

You yell at me

You are the reason for this pain

You may be good you may be bad

For all you show me is sad

I'm lost in this world

In this dream I hope is not real

A wish so dear

You keep it away from here

I wish you could see these tears of hope

That wash away as soon as they come

To be here

To be there

My wish will never be so

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