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Feb 2021
I'm sorry that I blew my last chance. Please know that our love will always be my favorite romance.

When I would tell you all of my lies. You could always see thru my deceiving eyes. And into my troubled soul. If only I looked at yours I would have seen how much all my damage was taking its destructive toll.

I'll never understand why all those times I made you cry. Or the reason with every night I was sure to start a fight.

In my heart I knew what I was doing was so wrong. All you did was love me all along. I dont blame when you finally chose to leave. I needed and deserved to sit alone and grieve.

But I could never imagine even after all this time apart. You would be the only one I trust to give my broken heart.
Dusty Grashorn
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Dusty Grashorn  33/M/Fremont, Nebraska
(33/M/Fremont, Nebraska)   
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