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Jan 2016
I sit here in this empty bed
Thinking
I wanted attention and love and passion
I wanted to be loved, ******* it I wanted to feel
Loved
I am ever in search of
My formidable years full of love and strength yet it was all lost somewhere along the way
Where I was no longer taught to love myself but change myself for others expectations
Where I was shown to belittle myself for your satisfaction
I am ever in search of
Love
Autumn
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Autumn  24/F
(24/F)   
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