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Aug 2013
He only did
what a man was supposed to do
for the woman he loves
which was anything,
and everything
but it all seems so criminal now
and he was most certainly guilty,
So he sits in his cell
built by his own words and actions
with only his memories to keep him company
replaying his evil deeds
and contemplating the motive behind them
for it is all he has left to embrace

because your everything and anything
      means nothing when its a one way ticket to solitude.
Jeremy Bean
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Jeremy Bean  M/Detroit, Michigan
(M/Detroit, Michigan)   
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