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Feb 2015
I never knew
how to speak to you.
Running from the truth
until my lips turn blue.

Your eyes are scared
to see what's right there.
So you close yourself off
by taking your clothes off.
Open yourself up when
someone seems to care.
But in the end
it's all for naught.
John
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John  28/M/New York
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