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Jul 2016
My stomach
Butterflies
My face
Aflame
I can't help it
I don't want to
Blue grey eyes
Pierce
Red lips
Form
Slow, gentle smile
why
I don't want to
Love
Like
Or crush
I am scared
I want to run
But I *don't
Written by
Adelle Stone  F/United States
(F/United States)   
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