Shyness
The purity in this essence,
sends my heart into spasims,
and over and over in my mind,
I pray for the courage to say hi!
I shake when Im in your pressence,
like I'm stuck upon the highest chassim,
theres no one left like you to find,
help me dear lord,
not to be shy.
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