I feel so shy.
So at the edge of falling.
Give me wings let me fly,
Ler me embody your calling.
I miss you insidiously.
I want your touch always.
Although, it hurts viciously,
I wont text you always.
I went back to the texts.
I plug my ears, lost to the world.
Your voice rings out next,
I'm satisfied, I'm fine with your words.
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