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Jun 2014
I know I'm six foot,
Have fiery red hair,
And less common sense than a goldfish...
But is it too much to ask you to stay?

I know I've got baggage,
More than I should,
And yes that's not your problem,
But I only want you to stay...

I know I'm not perfect,
Far from it,
And if that's what you're looking for then I'm not for you..
But all I want is for someone to stay...
Why is it people want me to be perfect?...I'm Not...I just want some to stay by my side...
Forgotten Dreams
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Forgotten Dreams  Lost in my own insanity
(Lost in my own insanity)   
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