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Oct 2014
My loneliness and my desperation for love made me feel the emptiness of my heart.  I kiss a boy and I did not hear the music, I did not felt the butterflies, I did not even see his face. He was standing there, but I was not.  He was touching me and I never felt so gross.
Venus
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