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Jan 2018
I was dumb.
Just a poor boy looking for love in someone.
How foolish can you be,
to be hurt beaten and torn.
Love doesn't exist anymore,
It died and was reborn into likes on Facebook.
How this disease of love,
effects every move I make towards anyone. Creates doubt, fear, and self hate.
I may never see the light of love again.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
(25/M/Kalamazoo)   
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