Hidden nerves in a beaten bush
You’ve never heard what I want to say
Maybe the echoes won’t reverberate
Perhaps it’s better off that way
So why is there regret
Not telling the truth of your eyes
Or giving a little more
Shackled in defeat of anxiety
How to break being a bore?
You say it’s cute, I can only hope
The meanings are the same
That I’m managing in spite of me
And not coming off as lame
Looking to the sky, my dearest friend
I’d be thankful for a sign
Leading me towards the right path
To console your warmth in mine


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Cory Garcia
over 7 years

Nicely done


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