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Mar 2016
I can't explain it... This boy... No this man gets to me. He finds his way into the deepest corners of my mind and just sits there. I have no idea how he got there really.... All I know is he's just there learning about what makes me me. What makes me whole... I really don't know if he is going to be my downfall or if he will help me rise..
Amya Green
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Amya Green  Alabma
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