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Jun 13
I been here all along.
Seen, many lovers come and move on.
And I listen quietly to your sadness.

Predicted to you it would happen.
None measure up to your satisfaction.
Like a good parent told you what they were after.

And you submitted into their ways.
Now, you see my personality and my good qualities.

Now, you're trying to pursue me by saying I am a living dream.

Like, many others that been tossed to aside.
Realize, I am still a person with lots of pride.
So, I must tell you honestly, maybe if it was another time.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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