All I Want is Love
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As far as you're aware, I'm your typical 15 year old girl. I like make-up, shopping, listening to music and hanging with the squad for sleepovers.
But, I've something, or, someone, missing.
Or, at least, I think I do. I've had this "feeling" inside of me that's just...
empty.
The abyss has been there since I was born. And I have no idea what to fill it with.
And, it'll stay that way because of my heritage...
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