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Your house, a party, my room, and a locker room

are four places that I can never go without crying.

Fear, sadness, and blame

are the three things I felt as you used my body as your own.

Your rugged voice and my muffled screams

are the two sounds that will never leave my head.

Love,

the one thing I thought it was

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