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May 2016
if i'm not allowed to love you
then what am i supposed to do
with the butterflies every time i see you
or the smile i get when i hear your name
or the deep feelings in the pit of my stomach
when our hands touch
or eyes meet
and at night
when i lay awake
crying
shaking
wanting you
that i know
that the world does not want me to be happy
my scars don't define me
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my scars don't define me  VA
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