Revolting in expression.
Advanced in my progressions.
Affections just infect us.
Realizations through our retinas.
Seeing things for the first time.
Intertwined thoughts in my mind.
Taken back as a matter of fact.
The words...
More or less from behind.
Hold emotions close to my soul.
Just being normal becomes a goal.
Flailing hopelessly takes a toll.
Weak...
I stand boldly to fulfill my role.
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