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May 2014
When he said that thing
it only made my ears ring
tears ran down my face
I ran to my room, a calm place
As my face grew red
my feelings had fled
'cause if he couldn't accept me
I might as well be dead.
Nameless
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Nameless  martin, TN
(martin, TN)   
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