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Sep 2014
i gave my love so freely
& so often
to such
*******.
so that now i feel like i have nothing to offer a good man.
a good ******* man.
who maybe loves me too.
(maybe...)
its too much to even breathe life into such a thought
(i'm so in love with you)
i don't understand you yet
but honey
i want to love
everything
about
you...
heather jackson
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heather jackson  los angeles
(los angeles)   
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