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Feb 2013
She's simple.
She's plain.
She doesn't request for many things.
Which you failed to understand about her.

You chased the beauty.
You chased your dream.
Only to realize she was more about money.

She had requirements that needed to be met.
Hair, nails and dress apparels.
And then she might make time for you.
If she could fit you in.

The one.
The one that loved you unconditionally.
Who didn't request for many monetary things?

She was happy with you.
And saw you for, what you were?
A man of dreams.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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   Timothy and Elizabeth Paxton
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