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Nov 2014
"If she is important to you, show her!"
I tried. I've grown dark bags under my eyes because I would stay up late to talk to her so she would go to sleep happy. I educated myself so I knew what she liked and knew what she discussed I was so out of touch with society and what was going on until she pushed me to know. She changed me so much by grabbing me by my collar and pulling me around the world. Then one day she got carpal tunnel and left me in the ***** soil to "grow again" but I'll be ****** if I ever do because she saw me as a seed when I am just a piece if trash. It's good she's gone I was stinking her up. She was the true rose of the world. I pray to a god I don't believe in every night that she'll come back. I miss her so ******* much.
Ashlie Forth
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Ashlie Forth  Colorado
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   Devon Webb
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