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Aug 2014
Oh, sometimes, it's too late for, I'm sorry.
After the words you said.
Sometimes the consequences in the end isn't worth it.

Sure the tongue is a evil ***** of its own.
Quick to speak words out of your mouth, at the expense of a person feelings.
Then like many, you realize the bad taste effect.
After the words you said.

You know them.....
I can't stand you.
You get on my last nerve.
I wish you have never been born.
Or to keep it real.
I wish you dead.

All phases you regret, if you have a heart.
Especially when one of them comes truth.

After the words you have said.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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