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Sep 2011
I'm scared to see you again,
But I'm sure I will,
Not necessarily bad,
But not necessarily good,
My heart is still weakened by your presence,
My hands grow shaky,
And now I'm scared to let you in my life again,
Because If I do,
You'll walk out,
You always walk out.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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