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May 2016
she lay there naked,
under his gaze,
his eyes sweeping up and down her body,
her mind racing of what he could be thinking,
she feel insecure,
and vulnerable,
he parts his lips slightly,
*** she thought,
he hates me,
he doesn't love me,
he thinks i'm ugly,
he- he- he,
"I think you are the most beautiful girl i have seen" he says,
he thinks i am beautiful,
he loves me,
she wraps her arms around his neck,
and pulls him in close,
and kisses him with all she's got,
because he loves her,
and she loves him.
summer
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summer  16/F
(16/F)   
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     ---, Peter Robert Hamilton, --- and ---
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