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Hold Your Hand

I don’t understand why you love me I don’t think I ever will where I see stretch marks because my stomach swelled you see change where I see scars because life was too much and I needed to release some of the agony inside me you see healing where I am disgusted you are patient and sit with me in my pain and ask to hold my hand I don’t understand why you love me I don’t think I ever will but I understand that you do and even when your love is beyond me and I am scared of it I will be patient and I will sit with you in my discomfort and ask to hold your hand
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Written by
AlexanderThyGreat
18 / F
Published
Feb 27, 2022
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22·120
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2.27.22

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#hand#love#scars#stretch#marks#pain#beauty#boyfriend#girlfriend
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