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Oct 2012
I was excited to see you today
I really was... It's just that I was a little scared.
Crowds scare me. So do tall people.
I'm sorry my past showed up,
But, then again you are a part of it
(hopefully not for much longer,
I'd much rather you in the present).
First impressions can be tough, but
What about seconds?
Nothing in my poems lie.
I speak loudly, boldly through my pen
Because sometimes my voice fails me,
Or my words do.
Or maybe I fail them.
I have never been asked to dance...
Nervousness and awkwardness >.< apprehension.
Sheeda
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Sheeda
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