a quiet type of shyness
in a room full of mouths
dawns a mind so sharp
and so genius, but
no one will ever hear it
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wilting
Poesiajust a couple poems I started working on, figured I might as well let you know I'm not dead and I do still exist
him
a quiet type of shyness
in a room full of mouths
dawns a mind so sharp
and so genius, but
no one will ever hear it
