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I wish

I wish that I could talk to you,
and beg you not to go.
I wish I asked what you were going through,
but now I'll never know.

I wish I’d said goodbye
or told you that I care,
You must have felt all alone,
desperate, hurt, and scared.

I wish I could go back in time;
try to ease your pain,
I would dry all your tears,
when they fell like rain.

I wish that I had some warning of what you'd do that night,
I wish you'd given me a chance to save you, to help you make things right.
It must have been a place so dark ,without any light,
Yet I'm still here, I feel your pain , crying to sleep at night.

I wish that the last time I saw you I didn't rush away.
I wish that I had hugged you harder,
and told you I loved you that day.

I know I can't blame it on you,
But,what else am I supposed to do?

Why did you do it?
Why did you have to die?
We could have talked it over...
Made it all alright.

I wish that you could've soldiered on,
and worked through the pain.
If you had, I promise you,

you’d have been happy one day.

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