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Unknown One Mar 2014
I have this daydream of me finally getting my license and being able to drive to a mellow coffee shop and have a nice alone time, just doing what I like doing best that makes me happy. Imagine that, sitting at a table, with a good book or my poetry journal, listening to reggae and just drink and relax. Not thinking about the bad things, forgetting my problems. That would be nice.
Unknown One Mar 2014
I'm sorry
I mess up so much
I'm sorry  
I  hurt you constantly
I'm sorry
I put you through a lot
I'm sorry
I'm so hard to handle
I'm sorry
You have to put up with me

I'm so sorry.
You deserve better
But I am selfish and only want you for myself.

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