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just a short poem about being shy, and people who get onto/look down on you for it. (particularly girls)its midnight in my worldits only 11:00 in yourswe're connected by a phone lineall we're missing is the wordsi strain my mind for something to saybut you just say that you should gowhen im told im just worthless silence it hits me harder then you know
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