~| t i m i d . p o e m s |~



there's this girl...
she's like warm sand
on bare feet,
oh, i love her...

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close your eyes
because none of this is real
its a shadow
and the caster
is just around the corner

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leaving behind
leaving behind
nothing,
because you are
everything...



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