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Apr 2012
I don’t touch
because soon touching won’t be enough.
I won’t ****,
because ******* isn’t love.
I won’t love,
because it’s not true.
It’s not true,
because he could never be you.
Written by
Kiara McNeil  122/F/usa.
(122/F/usa.)   
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