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Jul 2014
I'm confused as to when my touch
changed from the thing you crave
to the thing that makes you turn away.
I've always heard you can have to much
of a good thing, and I guess it's true.
Because my hands no longer
seem to bring about that same reaction
they used to.
And I'm just left here, confused.
AmberLynne
Written by
AmberLynne  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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   Sarah Mckenzie
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