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never did fancy crowds nor did I understood those people who did it all for attention. more of the introverted type would be fitting to describe my soul. never what I seem... people often think he's to a fault "inhospitable..." it's just a reaction I guess... to my problem with crowds. In a room with 1 2 3 or more, watch as I shiver, feel the eyes, create stories become a bottle that has lost it's cap at the end of a table with an unavoidable touch beginning to t i p o v e r as all anxieties present themselves on the f l o o r fascinating I find how some can be surrounded by people yet still feel so unbothered.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
My Problem With Crowds...
never did fancy crowds nor did I understood those people who did it all for attention. more of the introverted type would be fitting to describe my soul. never what I seem... people often think he's to a fault "inhospitable..." it's just a reaction I guess... to my problem with crowds. In a room with 1 2 3 or more, watch as I shiver, feel the eyes, create stories become a bottle that has lost it's cap at the end of a table with an unavoidable touch beginning to t i p o v e r as all anxieties present themselves on the f l o o r fascinating I find how some can be surrounded by people yet still feel so unbothered.
Yonnick
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
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