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Dec 2013
Perfect

Don't you remember
When I told you you were perfect
That one time, and the other time, and the time after that,
And every Sunday when you came over for church

Don't you know
That I've always thought you were perfect
But my brain was ****** up over ****
That happened before you came along

Don't you know
That I had trouble, when I told you she ****** me up

****
This isn't finished. I'm so upset.
I love you, god ******.
Sam Conrad
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Sam Conrad
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   Fiona Mae and Emily
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