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May 2014
I am stubborn.
I will admit that.
I hate being stubborn.

You know why?

Because once I realize that being stubborn has gotten me nowhere-
I break down....

I am have pride-
Not much
But it's there.

And when I lose that pride.
Either someone breaks it
Or I realize that I was wrong.

And I cry.
I cry.......
About that horn rip(s), about LeRon, about that GOOD, about me.. I cry.
Caitlin
Written by
Caitlin  America
(America)   
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   Richard Cody Brown
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