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Shy...
I've never actually been shy...
But somehow...
You make my heart fly
My stomach is a cage of birds
Whenever I see you my heart skips a beat
Whenever we catch each other's glance...
My mind runs miles
Time and space mean nothing anymore
But somehow...
You make my heart fly
My stomach is a cage of birds
Whenever I see you my heart skips a beat
Whenever we catch each other's glance...
My mind runs miles
Time and space mean nothing anymore
Published 12th Sep 2018
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20th Sep 2018 1:37pm
I love the visual: My stomach is a cage of birds. That's an awesome way to describe that feeling. Great job!
