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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
Written by RagingFlames
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