October 16, 2009
By , Lewisburg, PA
Cries of thunder are in my room cause I am always in a dark mood. I know I am loved that is for sure, but do I feel loved?

Cries for help are screaming inside me, Cries for love and affection are depend by lies. Cries Help, cries for Love from a girl who knows that she is loved.

The girl who has those cries are me, I also want to be cuddled held.

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