Outer Space and Slam Poetry | Phan

Outer Space and Slam Poetry | Phan

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Even in one of the busiest cities in the world, no one would hear him scream, no one would even make note of his existence. But at three in the morning, in the streets of New York, a complete stranger embraced Dan in a hug, pulling him tighter as he cried, and somehow found a way to repair his heart.
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"I'm sorry," he began, stepping forward "I couldn't say this over the phone. I couldn't. I just... I was so happy!" Your face fell, you were sitting here, dreading everything you had ever done, and he was happy. "When you told me, my heart stopped, I - I couldn't speak... I love you (Name.) and I couldn't tell you that, without wanting to touch you, to hold you, to make you mine, and just... just look at you." He sighed, his cheeks beet red, your own matching him style. TRIGGER WARNING TRIGGER WARNING PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED, WILL HATE, OR ARE SENSTIVE TO TOPICS INVOLVING DEPRESSION/ANXIETY #2 Dan #10 YOUTUBE

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