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His heart begins to race And collapse into a pile, Can't seem to catch his breath When he sees her smile. His insides begin to melt With just the sight of her. Hearing her voice above the Rest like a rhythmic purr. His crush is the feeling that Comes when she's around. he'd choose it all again, but keep his feelings unbound. He's insecure and won't Tell of his everlasting love. He'll love her secretly, Even after they meet above. -Emily Adams October 10, 2002 |
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