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Apr 2014
and so they searched for me under their fingernails, in the gutter, but most importantly in his arms
"I used to think there was something wrong with me when I touched you and you flinched, when I tried to get to know you and you closed up completely, when you refused to get emotional over anything. But things have changed, I'm wrong aren't I? There is nothing wrong with me, there is something wrong with you."
Sarah
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