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Feel.
I feel desire.
I feel fear.
When you are near that's when
I exist. I'm here.
I feel guilty.
I feel fine.
I feel your fingertips entwine.
I feel your heartbeat next to mine.
I feel dirty.
I feel used.
My neck and thighs and arms are bruised.
You make me feel abused.
I feel trapped.
But I feel free.
I don't know what it is you see
When you're looking into me.
I don't feel love.
I know that much.
All I want to do is touch...
But sometimes it just feels too much.
I feel fear.
When you are near that's when
I exist. I'm here.
I feel guilty.
I feel fine.
I feel your fingertips entwine.
I feel your heartbeat next to mine.
I feel dirty.
I feel used.
My neck and thighs and arms are bruised.
You make me feel abused.
I feel trapped.
But I feel free.
I don't know what it is you see
When you're looking into me.
I don't feel love.
I know that much.
All I want to do is touch...
But sometimes it just feels too much.
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