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burning me in the heat of your hands,

your body asks,

and mine answers again

and again and again

I wonder when will this end,

When every kiss

Made me less like myself

And every look

Turned me from everyone else

In my own wild eyes

I felt ashamed and despised,

What's worse is that the truth hurts

Far more-

Than any lie.