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Hey whose that fella over there? When the light hits him just right. God I swear I can´t breathe He knows this  But proceeds to do nothing with the facts Makes me mad  Makes me sad
Knew he wasn't the one first time I saw him  Wonder what he thought when he first saw me  But if he's a jerk then I can be a beach  Burnin him for revenge, then I can move on Keeping him forever 
You make me happy and you turn my cheeks red You make me insercure even when I know I am at my best   See with you it's all different
This is about my pathetic crush   The victim is sitting across the room I look over once in a while and squirming wih embarassment admire the nape of its neck   'wow'
It is loud. I find it hard to move and sometimes it's hard to breathe. Claustrophobia, and a fear of the unknown. I'm just ten feet from the target now, and he stops me.
I never thought of meeting with my childhood crush again Never expected it to happen this way. I looked for him He looked for me and at the end we found each other Yes, it may have been awkward at first
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