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Mon, 09/17/2012 - 01:41 -- Jess

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Vietnam

I'm with him but I think of you.. Give me all of you and I might give you all of me. Because I really need to figure out what this is suppose to be..
You give me the flys when I close my eyes, and I know it's wrong..
But I can't move on.
I try and try again but I think it's time to fall. Fall and hit the ground. And start fresh.
So give me time, time to think. Get me out of my mind before I freak.
I love him but you make me think. He may be haughty and hard to figure out but he isn't so bad.
And your sweet and know just what to say. And it may be wrong to think all of this but maybe it's good.
Never would of ever though anyone would make me change my mind about him, but some how you did.
So many people tell me to move on from him, but tell me the truth..
Should I really be with you..?

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