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Feb 2016
It's easier to take off your clothes than it is your skin. We all are afraid to let people in. While you're knocking at my ribcage, my head tells me no, your heart can't be hurt again.
So while my mind is running away, my body seems to stay. Laying there hoping my fear will fly away .
It controls me like a wild bird in a cage.
I could break free.
But I just runaway.
When it comes down to it,
You've never really seen me naked anyways.
Stephanie
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Stephanie  Oregon
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