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When I c you in bed its not with me.
I brake down and weep.
Pray why father has she not choosen me.
am i not cute? I follow u as I am.
Tears falling off my face calm hart with these pills in my hand.
leaving this world with a letter in my hand singed my hart.
to you my love that was always urs.
body too the dead even the curls of my head cant finish
cus as i lay in bed i am dead, on the front to u it said

Simply J