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Jan 2014
I throw myself her way.
She doesnt see me.
Or she doesnt hear me.
I cant take it either way.

Tell me the truth.
Dont prettend.
Its always better at the end.

Do you want it all?
I cant tell.
Ill give you all i have
For you. I will.

Cant stand to see you hide your face.
You are beautiful.
But i cant tell what you mean to me.
Yeah, she is beautiful.
And she means everything to me.
jonah austin miller
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jonah austin miller  alabama
(alabama)   
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