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Sep 2016
Because talking in person is so hard for me, being in front of the only person who makes me feel so proud of ME. So when I speak I rather cry, try to hide the thoughts I hold inside, as he fills with rage and red starts to fill his eyes with anger, I try so hard, I cannot lie, but the words won't leave from the tip of my weak tongue from which I have spoken the words I love you from.
Marie Love
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Marie Love  Ocean State
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