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Mar 2018
Here you sit
Six feet from me
The girl who broke me

He makes you laugh
But...
Why so much?
My cheeks,
Hot and red
Turn my stomach into knots
No man could untangle
Except him.

And you
Want him.
You want every man
Except the one you love.
That is always the way.

I must not fear you
But I can't help it.
Cheighny
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Cheighny  F/Somewhere.
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