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Mar 2013
Something keeps me here.
Something ties me down.
Something allows this.
Something tells me it's okay.

You keep me here.
You tie me down.
You allow this.
You tell me it's okay

They tell me to run.
They tell me to escape.
They tell me to say no.
They tell me it's wrong.

I want to be here.
I want to stay.
I want to say yes.
I want it to be okay.

But it wouldn't hurt,
If it was,
Would it?
Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston
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Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston  20/F/Ohio
(20/F/Ohio)   
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