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Sep 2018
Maybe, it's the fool in me.
To ever believe this emotion was meant for me.
After many heartbreak and many heartaches.

I still into it.
I guess I am what wrong with love?
I give so freely when I am into it.

Even if it has let me down before.

Maybe it the choice I pick.
Who blinds me from seeing the truth?
When the evidence is standing right next to me.

Hey, I guess?
I am what wrong with you?

Now, I'm not seeking anyone sympathy.
Cause I know this girl is out there somewhere for me.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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