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Jan 2015
Yourself is all you can see.
You can't have any part of me.
Your a mama's boy.
Her pride & joy.
When are you moving out of your parents house?
Your 28 & I'm 32.
You have to ask yourself who are you?
Get it together & get a home.
It has been time for us to be on our own.
Are you even going to try?
Why not, why?
Before it is too late & we are old & die.
What is wrong with you?
Why do you do what you do?
This doesn't make any sense.
Your reasons are completely dense.
I hate your excuse it is no use.
Get a life marry a wife.

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Harmony Sapphire
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Harmony Sapphire  42/F/San Diego, California
(42/F/San Diego, California)   
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