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Jun 2014
Everything was going great who would have thought a thot would come in and take it this far, but I don't blame them you're as guilty as she the fool, the monkey in the middle that's me. I tried to treat you right I did everything I could and that's true had my phone off around you, who am I to text if in with my boo? That's seems soft no doubt about it your name once on my tongue to think I'd shout it at the top of my lungs to think I thought it wasn't possible and then it begun a mixed company hiding on the run from my eyes and my presence you hid the shame calling me the bad guy now I'm messing with lames scrubs trouble pick your poison I just hope when true love comes around you keep making these choices because one day all you'll have are those good and bad voices of reason and pain they will always fight so to all whose felt this wrong good luck and goodnight..
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
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