I guess it's the thrill of the moment,
The rush of my blood pumping
Fast, warm yet cold.
Insecure and shy,
I try to hide but can't find a way.
I want you to notice me, to see who I am.
To be set free for once in my life.
I want to live.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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PoetryA compilation of short poems, deep thoughts and random things through different times of my life and the life of others. *Credit to the owner of the image used on this cover.* **Some parts might be in Spanish**
