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Nov 2013
You don't sense my sincerity
When I say I wish I could change it
You don't listen to me
When I say I have been faithful and trustworthy
You have ignored my broken heart
If you looked in my eyes
My soul could reach out
And beg for your understanding
It would beg for you to do
What you use to,
Understand.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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