
I'm not used to it.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 54 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 04-04-12 - id: 3010764
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I said I wasn't good at being happy.
I've always got my hands tied behind my back,
not your arms around me and my
hands shaking when I pretend it's my choice
just to whisper and hold my breath.
Usually my voice catches
before I can say
I like
this feeling.
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