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Jan 2015
I make mistakes
do stupid thing
let him walk all over me
let him use me
and hurt me

but I think I hurt him to
I think I may say mean things
be to harsh with my words
give into easy
let my wall down to low

but some how we both come running back to each other
I drift to him when others hurt me
I drift into him bed and let him hold me tight
he holds me till I don't cry or hurt anymore
he drifts to me with arms wide open*

I THINK IM INLOVE AND THIS YOUNGE AGE DONT TELL ME ITS PUPPY LOVE BECOUSE I KNOW ALL KIND OF LOVE AND THIS

         *IT FEELS RIGHT
kate mckay
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kate mckay  canowindra nsw
(canowindra nsw)   
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   --- and Arcassin B
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