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Jan 2016
Don't let these ******
out here sell you dreams and feed you lies.
Don't let them tell you deep things,
then only show up with paper-thin actions.
It shouldn't work like that.
Hold ****** accountable.
Don't hand out your soul, make a ***** earn your heart.
I don't care how much money they have.
At the end of the day, if you ain't offically the wife,
then none of the riches is yours anyway.
The only thing you will eventually end up owning is heartache.
I have learned this the hard way
Bunhead17
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Bunhead17  Missouri
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