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Perspiration and butterflies Trembles of anxiety Drowning in blue with tangled chords-- annoying Heavy metal hung around my clammy skin
I hope you forgive me after I say this. Your capacity of love is nonexsistent. You only do whats convenient for you. So you do what you have to . But what about me? Why couldn't you see ?
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