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Apr 2014
I should have known to leave
whenever we started ******* in the back of your car,
instead of in the grassy meadow right out the window.
I should have known to tell
whenever your hands started to leave bruises,
instead of butterflies.
Faith
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Faith  19/Cisgender Female/MS
(19/Cisgender Female/MS)   
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