26 I won't know what to do

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I'm biting at your heels
I'm sorry, I know it hurts
But I want you to notice me

I've ripped open my skin
And screamed your name

Will you look at me now?

My bones now exposed and embarrassed.
Shamed and sheepish I hide my heart
Now colder than ever.

Once your eyes fall in my direction
I'll regret my then present irresolution

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