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I wanna hold your hand.
Plant kisses on your cheek.
And even though I know that it's alright for me to do.
There's still apart of me trying to convince myself it's wrong.
It's not wrong for me to want you.
It's not wrong for me to feel the things I feel about you.
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Finding Myself I ▽
Poetry"She painted her soul with words and displayed the pain for all to observe." Where a girl is learning how to love herself and the complicated life she lives.
