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Jun 2014
I’m not even happy,

I’m not even sure why I’m with him,

I can say because he loves me,

But it’s not true,

I can say it’s because he didn’t mean to do what he did,

But I’d be lying.

I invested myself and lost an investment and still trying to hang on,

**** Wall Street,

You ****!

I’m here, at night, I’m here.

I’m gone by morning, but at night I’m here,

Me flies away, me don’t want to think,

me wants to hurt him like he hurt me without giving him power in the end,

I can still do it.

Marriage has come up,

I even propose,

I’m dragging in family to do the unfathomable,

If he loves me he would leave this place and come with me,

If he loves me he would see that I am actually an incredible soul,

If he knew that I would give all to be happy, he would know that he

doesn’t need the negative.

He would know that I don’t like to hurt,

That I’m human inside and I cry,

I ******* cry.
Santos Rodriguez
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Santos Rodriguez  22/M/Florida
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