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Dec 2020
You
I extend my beating heart to you,
fearful of your answer.
I don't know whether you'll take it
Or avoid me like a cancer.

Quoiromantic- that's what I am.
Sure, I may not be the same,
But I want to take a risk.
I want to play love's cruel game.

I may be miles away from you,
But if your feelings were ever true,
We could still attempt to try this out,
A 'test run', if you will, to get rid of doubt.
I feel like taking a chance, pushing out my nervous self toward the edge of danger.
Jaicob
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Jaicob  18/M/six feet under
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