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I thought I was special when he talked to me.
Our eight year age difference intrigued me.
Laughter and sweet small talk consumed our weeks.
His vast charisma and poise decived me.
After I gave into him I realized his intentions.
It was all just a ploy to mark a box off his bucket list.
I felt so decieved and forgotten.
My body and feelings deserve to be to be respected.
I am more than a commemoration.
I will look to be treated with kindness and patience.
No more rushed touches will be allowed in my situation.
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