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Jul 2014
In a sea of sweaty people and no air, you're there, no doubt
Like font made bold, your thick lashes and laughter lines stand out

Being attracted to you is perilous, a sign of my impending doom
I can't stop inundating you with flustered stares across the room

You beset me with selfish and opportunistic wants better not said
So I'll dream of you shoving me up against a wall instead
Because he has no idea how hard it is to tell myself to chill out and not act upon my urges.
My High School Poetry
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My High School Poetry  Spain
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