If you ask me
I'm never getting over
anything
insecurities
fill every spaces
I stumble
I fall
I pray
So if you ask me
whether anything
resides in my heart
a lot, dear
and I can't find
ways to forget
I may smile
I may laugh
I may be upset
I may get angry
but
I just don't know
expressing
is not my talent.
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