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Love is an object that is difficult for me to sink myself into, to grasp and hold; it evades my touch and others sense this. I am termed cold, mean, irritable, overly serious many times over. I wish to walk arm in arm, hand in hand, without your fears pervading, without my feeling that others are staring; I wish to lose the fog and retain you, your essence, your radiance, your strength. Truthfully, I don’t know what to say to much anymore. Satan dances backwards for me, people are worried about my body, my art. I don’t give a shit about the external scars, it’s the internal ones I live with.

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