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Jan 2015
I was not born to make you happy. my mouth was not created to form fake smiles, my brain was not formatted with a polygraph to distinguish your lies from truth, nor were my feet designed to tiptoe on eggshells around you, but hopefully my ******* should convey that my heart is no longer beating for you.
Melinda Barrett
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Melinda Barrett  Ft. Lauderdale
(Ft. Lauderdale)   
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