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Mar 2014
My past is a demon, which continues creepin. My past is a ghost that's never leavin. My ****** up decisions, are hindering puttin a roof over our head, if I could change my past it would need many revisions, but maybe the best one is me bein dead. I try my best, I give one hundred percent, negativity got me reachin for a vest, mentality in a zone I might resent. I just wanna provide for my fam, get my daughter back, I'll do whatever, I don't give a ****, I'm gettin a place, I'm in the attack. My lil family is my life, I'll die to make it kosher, I know who will be my wife, I ain't on no ** ****
Jonathan Bell
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Jonathan Bell  Stillwater, Oklahoma
(Stillwater, Oklahoma)   
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   --- and Pushing Daisies
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