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Dec 2014
I looked at my scars.
I stared at the mirror for a moment
and a frown formed in my lips.
I realized that I've loved you--
too much that it hurts,
that it scared me and
that it might ****
me,
I try to breathe in
and calm myself down.
Mylacette
Written by
Mylacette  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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   LJDC
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