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Apr 2012
Alone at last
yes we were
you kept kissing me and kissing me....
what was i supposed to do?
its not like i didnt like you
I was just so scared
and as your fingers made me bleed
i understood
that there was not greater
feeling then being alone
with you
Kayla Marie Hogan
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Kayla Marie Hogan
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   Ahmad Cox and Hannah Bauer
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