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My heart has never beat so fast,
Inside this hollow chest,
I think I might die,
I think I might die.
(About loving someone very much)
I first met her in a sunflower
feild,
Filled with sunshine and bugs,
In the tall stems,
She lifted up the corners of her mouth,
At everyone,
And me,
I tried to scream at her, and hit her with my soft fists,
But she took them in her hands instead,
And she was running too fast to hear me,
Or even care.

— The End —