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Jan 2015
Run away with my words,
transform yours into something new.

I trust not in the Lord when I do this to you.
I trust in myself, to get what I want.
I trust in myself my desires I'll flaunt.

I am no good, unless I'm good.
That I can admit.
I am no good to anyone else,
unless I can quit.

I am good enough,
I was put here afterall.
For some sort of purpose.
For some sort of call.
Jennifer Weiss
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Jennifer Weiss  Biloxi
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