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Aug 2014
I've thought of you.
Day and night.
From the second I wake up
To the minutes I stay up thinking
How I miss seeing you.
The look in your eyes
The way you smile
That silly laugh
You've taken me over
And I've always asked
Am I the last thing on your mind
Like you even ******* cared
I still miss you
My sweet flower.
Jacob
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Jacob  New Orleans
(New Orleans)   
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