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Jun 2016
My hunger for recipricated love
Had left me starving
I was famished because I had been left without
Too much at once could **** me
I had to take it slow
So unfamiliar to me
I couldn't even remember how to do it properly
Out of place
Out of mind
Out of patience
Out of time
Wondering if this circus will ever end
Keep on giving
Never receiving
I'm setting a trend
All I want
Is to get what I give
Nathan Pival
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Nathan Pival  Mansfield, Ohio
(Mansfield, Ohio)   
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       The Wanderer, Cynthia Jean and Nathan Pival
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