STD- Free
The doctor gives me my diagnosis.
Fear takes over me.
I am lost and scared.
I feel as though nobody will love me.
Nobody will want me.
How does one moment, one accident ruin every chance you have at love?
You swore on heaven and earth that it would never be you.
You lied.
But you are loved.
The same person you suspect now knows and still loves you.
No longer afraid.
No longer lonely thoughts.
No longer STD-Free
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