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Mar 2015
I used to scratch at my skin when I got anxious,
When I'd see you, I'd scratch away like I was ripping into my veins so you can access my heart without me saying a word.

Now I scratch at my skin to stop myself saying all of the things I want to say when I see you, and him, together.
Jamie Evans
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Jamie Evans  England
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