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Hmm

How can I find the words to say
Tangled words within my mind
It's getting harder to find my rhymes
Perhaps this is all a dream
Perhaps this is a game
All I want to know is more than just your name
 
Anxiety stricken so its hard to push through
But something keeps telling me to speak with you
 
But then I remember the distance is great
And maybe you don't have room for me on your plate
But hope is a dangerous thing
Losing grip of everything  
One last shot is all I've got left
So here's my last chance to try my best
Written by darlingxxdesolate (Desolate Noir)
Published | Edited 7th Aug 2019
Author's Note
Not used to writing this way...
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