Problems 
I know this is true;
And now I guess it's over;
There's just no changing you;
We had to many things;
That we couldn't work out;
All we did was fight;
And all I did was shout;
I guess I wasn't fair to you;
But I still fill I was right;
Even though you say I was wrong;
And did not wont to leave that night;
We were always arguing about the same old thing;
Again, again, and again;
That's when I knew that it had to end;
I know there is no chance;
That we can get back together;
But I still fill like;
We'll be friends forever;
Next time we find that special person;
That we know we wont out the problems;
Instead of letting them get the best of us.
Tamatha Perkins Guthrie
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