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Aug 2013
I
sit by
myself
in an empty room
I
swear
I
love you, but
sometimes it is
such a burden
to have to
speak to another
to feel their
touch on
my
skin, to
have to give
any of
myself
to another when
I
am rarely enough
even for
me
Josh Taylor
Written by
Josh Taylor
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