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Dec 2012
When I wonder who I am,
You already know.
You see me.
Like my skin is pulled back,
To show my heart.

You inspire me to be the person I am.
And not the person that I could be.
Like everyone else does.
Like he did.

Your touch makes me tremble,
And white noise fills my veins,
Tingling.

You
       Rock
              My
                    World

I am inside out for you,
So you can see right through me.
I'm trembling.
But I like it.
Brooklyn
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Brooklyn
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   Lucinda Hikari and Ingrid
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