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Experimenting with life, before one is ready. This is my story, the story of my life. |
| Tryin to hide; it’s not working as planned, Seeing my life; finding it hard to stand, For I never thought I’d see the day, I let a guy do it that way. I felt the warmth; of his hand, Against my ribs; my neck; my hand. Feeling the breath ripped from inside, I had an attack; I couldn’t hide. I was shaking; couldn’t stay steady, What have I done; I wasn’t ready. Days went by; still seeing the guy, I realise now; the reason why. He was in love; I started to cry. A month went on; I still wonder why, He kept coming back; when i'd said goodbye. |