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Nov 2014
I need you.

I'm breaking down,
Pieces of my world shattering...
I feel like this is the end.

I don't want to alarm you,
It was never your fault,
But I've been lost in a dark place--
I drew butterflies on my wrist,
Because I cannot **** a butterfly.

But he would never believe me...

Were you ever in love with me?
Every action told me you were,
But his words made me believe he wasn't--
I started to think I couldn't be loved.
Should I believe it?
I don't want to tell him any words like this though...
I don't want to alarm him.

When the rain falls,
I will be waiting,
Smiling,
Knowing you will find me...
Lassipedes: Tired feet.
Aeya Jean Johnson
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Aeya Jean Johnson  Sipping Cocoa in the Rain
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