sometimes when we touch.
romance and all its strategy
leaves me battling with my pride
but through all the insecurity
some tenderness survives
i'm just another writer
still trapped within my truth
a hesitant prize fighter
still trapped within my youth
and sometimes when we touch
the honesty's too much
and i have to close my eyes and hide
i want to hold you till i die
till we both break down and cry
i want to hold you till the fear in me subsides
mercy and grace. <3
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