i don't know what my problem is. i have so much to say, so many feelings and thoughts inside of me, but no words to express them properly. i miss the days i used to write poems to relieve stress (i know how nerdy that sounds). i need some sort of outlet but don't know where to turn. no place is safe, or maybe i'm just parinoid. i know its the
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You're always beautiful.
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