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Oct 2014
I don't know,
maybe it's that I long for you to see me for all that my imagination is capable of
instead of what my soul-keeping canvas
looks like,
instead of what my mouth fumbles when
I'm nervous
so I try to be as invisible as possibleΒ Β 
in hopes that you'll fall for
the only thing that I'm proud of
Written by
     r, Josh Bass, life's jump and Scott T
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