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Oct 2014
I feel for you;
making my heart skip a beat.
You are creative and it shows;
like when you draw on your hands,
the ones I wish I could hold.
But every time I try to show,
(the way I feel)
my courage dissapates;
And I'm left there just staring...

Lost in the flood of my thoughts.
Nameless
Written by
Nameless  martin, TN
(martin, TN)   
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