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I can't remember what its like To get to know someone. Tricky to trust that Guys gazing tell truths. Pretty words have never mattered. I knew to ignore them, But now I fear them. Where did the process go? Were there steps to this that I simply forgot? Or was I too free with all of me And that's why I got hurt?
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 11:19 PM UTC
Finding my Future
I can't remember what its like To get to know someone. Tricky to trust that Guys gazing tell truths. Pretty words have never mattered. I knew to ignore them, But now I fear them. Where did the process go? Were there steps to this that I simply forgot? Or was I too free with all of me And that's why I got hurt?
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 11:19 PM UTC
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