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Jan 2014
Some day I just cant help
but fight with you.
Even though its bad.
I just feel happy when I do.
Not a good type of happy
but the happy relieve type.
I get everything out.
Everything I have to tell you.
But sometimes it hurts.
In my heart.
When you tell me those things
I dont wanna hear.
I just wanna cry.
But its not so offten you do.
Its mosty just me.
I dont know what it is.
I just get so annoyed or something
and I make things 100 times worse.
I just wanna yell at you.
But also you should know I dont mean it.
Im crazy for you so
dont take so many things close to heart.
Paola Lopez
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Paola Lopez  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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