Wounded.

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I’ve been wounded once and now I’m afraid that I’m going to be shy for the rest of my life.
I wish I could trust…  blindly trust and not worry that my heart could be trampled upon again.
I’m vulnerable and the worst part is that you know it.
But you’re not helping.
And I don’t know how to help myself.

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