When you talk to me, even just a few words, it takes me by surprise
and takes my breath away,
My knots have slowly but surely subsided, they are tempted to come back,
but for now are safely out of reach
I want to know more of you, I know a little, but I want More.
that is hard, because I become shy and hide
or loud and stupid, or just, not Me.
I don't want that to be me anymore, I want the real me to shine.
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