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Mar 2015
I have mistaken love for 12 nights of forced entries

I should have called the cops on this burglary because I can't find my innocence

the last time I saw it it was driving away in a gray F-150 spewing dirt from the tires

I think he lost it in the dust as I ran after him

but he doesn't want me with out it
Keah Jones
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