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Now Being... “TIMID”... AIN’T A Flavour I Choose To Savour... Because That’s What I’ve Seen... In A LOT of Peeps' Who Are Born In Barbados... They’re Timid Alright But NOT When It Comes To Their Using Stunts...
Before you read this, know one thing; I was not myself when I wrote this, and I am not one to write so negatively.
They caught me off guard on a normal weekday afternoon, They matched your smile when I first saw it come through, They danced and sparkled when you laughed at my expense;
There are so many words that have left my body, that don’t graze the inside of my skin anymore. I write knowing that the word and the moment
I have known this space for awhile now But like some old jeans i grow tired of it The thing that i thought protected me Stops me from reaching my potential The space that i enjoyed
To touch another, oh, how I long to feel his skin against mine, if only to finally know