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Aug 2015
I like to think i mean something.
That the words I say speak to people.
that the way I do things, people respect.
but maybe, maybe, I'm not ?
the words I say are truthful.
but Advice I give is well-thought.
but maybe, maybe, that's not what they want.
"Tell her a lie. Tell her a lie" they said.
maybe she'll forgive you with time.
I'd rather have her broken in my arms, than happy and underestimated.
the world is not a place where wishes come true if you dream.
They come true if you believe, and make it work.
Wow.
"Tell her a lie. Tell her a lie" They said.
I'd rather have her crying in my arms than me crying at her grave.
If I died today, would you be satisfied with our last conversation ?
think about it.
been a rough day, guys. trying to hang in there.
Wynter Watkins
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Wynter Watkins  Virginia Beach
(Virginia Beach)   
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