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Apr 2014
A burning passion
or
an icy shoulder
he didn't see your fashion

You lust them
but they'll never know
they're your steam.
You sit in woe.

It may be tough
to catch their eye
but oh is he buff
I think I might die.
Written by
AJ Pena
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