Shyness

I can feel the pain creeping underneath my skin,
Like a thousand steel centipedes crawling and clawing through my insides,
I want to reach you,
I want to touch you,
I want to, in truth, kiss you,
But my throat closes and I cannot breathe,
I feel the pain.
Pulsating, thumping, pushing inside my brain,
It want to break fee,
It wants to break me,
I cry and scream in agony,
But I cannot make a sound.

You walk away and I die.

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