life- a phase of venting out
[Not a poem]
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My bestfriend once told me about his childhood incident when a girl leaned her head on his shoulder and held his hand and he let that be...
I always wondered if I could ever be so vulnerable with someone. I have never given myself a chance to trust...
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My bestfriend once told me about his childhood incident when a girl leaned her head on his shoulder and held his hand and he let that be...
I always wondered if I could ever be so vulnerable with someone. I have never given myself a chance to trust...