Stolen Love

Stolen Love

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Why do some people make us float like were in the clouds in Ecstasy, and others make us feel like were getting stepped on by a 10lb boot an then buried unable to breath yet somehow holding on?
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Sitting by myself, my feet stuck in the cool water of the little stream, I tried, for the ten millionth time, to reason out why I had to have these problems. I was just a normal everyday kid, no better, no worse than most. I didn't do drugs, I didn't smoke or drink. I worried about my grades and my lack of six pack abs and if I was ever gonna get any taller or grow any hair on my chest. No earthshaking stuff, but important to me.

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