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Jul 2019
Your face
Your eyes
I think about all the time

The moment
The picture
I keep replaying it in the future

I'm awake
I can't sleep
It feels like a dream

But I know it's not
I can't remember
They're blurring memories
"It's past midnight right now, I can't stop thinking, remembering, everything that scares me and everything I want. I think so much that I can't remember what's real and what's not; how something feels, like emotions and such..."
Crown Shyness
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Crown Shyness  21/F
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