Chapter 12 - Twisted Brain

With eyes laying low,[br]
I fixate them on our hands, [br]
now intertwined tightly.[br]
Raising my eyes to meet yours is a nervous notion,[br]
for I fear my blood will soon rush to my face,[br]
and I'll begin to stammer.[br]
I started out by looking for an escape in you,[br]
but my twisted mind still couldn't be satisfied.[br]
Non-expected feelings are a frightening thing,[br]
but as time flies,[br]
I get a little less scared. [br]
You brought back my reds and blues,[br]
I'm seeing in greens and yellows.[br]
Such a nervous notion burning bright orange.[br]
But still, [br]
I keep my eyes on intertwined hands,[br]
one large, one small.[br]
Maybe someday,[br]
I'll raise my eyes,[br]
and let my twisted brain unravel.[br]

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