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Mar 2014
Your tears are starting to get confused with laughter my dear, I've told you this many times before but you don't seem to hear.

Our maybe it's not your laugh I hear but it's mine, you see I find it entertaining when you complain and whine.  

It would appear that though you have everything, you still want more, your greed has no bounds as you continue on your quest that not even God knows what for.
I've given you all the love I have in this romantic hell of a tragedy that won't end, yet you have turned this into a comedy for me, I laugh while you lurk around your den.  
But the game has begun and it is one that will go down in fame, and I assure I will win cause you have already driven me insane.
A poem for a friend "things are going to change."
Dominique Arnold
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Dominique Arnold  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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