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Jun 2015
I'll sacrifice the last bit of food on the dinner table, i wouldn't mind starving because seeing you hungry; i wouldn't be able.

I'll give you my last kleenex tissue just for you to blow ur nose, while mine is running like water through a garden hose.

I'll never let anyone do harm to your soul or you, I'll twist those words and fight every battle; thats the least i can do.

I will always be here until the very end, you are my sister/brother/mother/father/and my friend.
Life's to short to hold grudges
Jesibell arz
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Jesibell arz  Long island, ny
(Long island, ny)   
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