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Feb 2010
honey i'm sorry
that the sun goes down
when you kiss another's lips
with an open mouth
i tried to tough it out
but its over now
you surely showed me how
to feel worse than the dirt
on this frozen ground
where the roses drown
next time i hear lies
at least ill know the sound
jerard gartlin
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jerard gartlin  69/M/Portland, OR
(69/M/Portland, OR)   
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