Jul 2019
you asked to read my poems
and i couldn’t show you
out of fear
that you would see me-
who i really am-
and run for the hills.
and i couldn’t show you
out of fear
that you would see me-
who i really am-
and run for the hills.
there’s not many about you,
but i don’t want you to read my heart and never want to see me again.
but i don’t want you to read my heart and never want to see me again.
(17/F)
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