I don't need you to be genuine if you're not. I don't want to steal your freedom. Exciting, yes it is. I find my anger in you. You are rage. I see it when you stare at me. I'm scared you might get things confused. You could hurt me on a level I don't want to play. You seem as if you've been there before. In everything about you I see rage. I don't know if I can help you. I don't know how.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
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