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Contradictions

Wheels in my head turning

Tonight, those parts of me I'm afraid to touch, they're burning

I try with all my might not to hurt because you're no longer in sight

 

Please me, be me, feel me, steal me.

 

This reality makes my heart feel abnormally prickly.

Your moral makeup is beyond ******

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Oct 16, 2012
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