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Oct 2011
Forever lacking in the faith
to put myself out there,
show you who I really am.
I'm forever lacking in the trust
to believe you'll appreciate me,
love me, fall for me.
And yet, when I see you,
my knees go weak and my eyes are glued
on your smile, your perfection.
But my tongue is sliced, unable to form
words.
And I just want to tell you,
scream it at you
and watch your reaction.
Stephanie Cosman
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