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I am fourteen and my skin has betrayed me I cannot live without still sucks his thumb in secret how come my knees are always ashy what if I die before morning and momma's in the bedroom with the door closed
I hace ro learn how to dance in time for the next party my roomie too small for me suppose I die before graduation they will sing sad melodies but finally tell the truth about me there is nothing I want to do and too much that has to be done and momma's in the bedroom with the door closed
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