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Feb 2019
something we do for ourselves,
no one else.

it made me nervous to show you me without my protection
but I did it
and you told me I was beautiful.

but tell me one thing,
am I beautiful crying on the floor
with makeup dripping down my face
all because of you?
Written by
mel  18/F/Long Island
(18/F/Long Island)   
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