My heart feels that it may bleed
As the words you spoke
Echo in my head.
Though I'm assured that you must feel the same
How am I to know
For I cannot ask without shame.
And though I hope it has not come to that
I wonder if you can think of me as yours, without shame.
And the road I'm from
To be who I've become
I wish that you could embrace,
Without shame.
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