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Mar 2021
He asked me....
Do you like me?
My mouth wanted to say yes.....
But something stopped me
I dont no what
Not his looks
Not his personality
Then what?
I realised it wasnt him that was the problem
It was me,
And I said no,
He asked if I was scared of being broken...
I laughed,
And replied...
NO ONE CAN BREAK ME!!!
Written by
Tess  21/F/Canada
(21/F/Canada)   
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