as always,
i hid these feelings from a bush afar.
but, the more i stay behind,
the more i felt these feelings proven useless for you to see me.
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PoetryLove is distracting, nothing but heartache and heartbreaks, but, butterflies flutter inside from where it grumbles when you're near me...
