but the slip turns to terror and the crush to like
when she walked in he froze up, leaves it to fright
Its cute in a way, till you cannot speak
And you leave to have a cigarette, knees get weak
An escape is just a nod and a casual wave
Obsessed about it, heavy for the next two days
This weekend was too crazy for me. I can't even remeber parts of
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