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Jun 2017
I used to be so sure about love.
I used to know what my heart wanted but now it seem I just run from.
Every chance I touch someone's skin,
Its just poisoning me and letting hateful thoughts sink in.
And I don't know what it's like to not be crushed everytime.
And I don't know what it's like to not be hurt every time.
And I'm starting to question every night,
Before I sleep.
Is love alive?
Or is it just me?
Under Empty Skies
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Under Empty Skies  Austin TX
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   Sam
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