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Jan 2015
Please please love me!  Don't make me consider my thoughts and actions, I'm afraid of the dark
Use your mouth to silence mine, I hate the way I speak and I need to be needed
Every morning is harder to rise, the sun mocks me with its easy eastern comings
I sorry I'm not taller or stronger or more whatever "er" you want
Jake Meizell
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Jake Meizell  Newark
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