Chaotic Mind's Dosage Of Poetry

Confession

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       i ran out of words
       to say,
       because I can't
       even dare to
       open my mouth
       and utter the
       words i wanna say

       i got a plume and
       paper with me,
       i'll possibly write
       down the words
       that my mind
       speaks, because
       i wasted the chance
       i had to really tell
       how much i like you.

— confession | i.i.