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Jul 2014
When you kissed me
I let my mind run wild
and it chose to run to
the memories of kisses
I try so hard to forget.
You kissed me
and I really liked you,
I really did.
But I said the wrong name.
And he,
that repressed memory
came to life.
And I was no longer with a boy I loved,
but with one I fear.


Please stop kissing me.
Nicholle Justine
Written by
Nicholle Justine  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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   Jessica
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