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Oct 2013
stop trying to figure me out
because i dont know who i am myself
so stop trying to fix everything and stop
trying to puzzle me back together
maybe i like to be a little broken
maybe i like the pain
maybe i like being confused and lost
be there when i weep but dont console me
it just makes me angry when you do that
because it only makes me feel like a child
like i dont know things are happening
Melina Rodriguez
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Melina Rodriguez  Vegas.
(Vegas.)   
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