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Because of the asphyxiation Of the inebriation caused by another soul, Perhaps she is the half to complete your whole. Spending your time in reverie Woolgathering the next time you’re fortunate enough to see Her smile. Overthinking comes naturally So Plans are fabricated tactfully to meet with her again, Thoughts of her consuming you like some euphoric sin. The infatuation only brief Ends usually with demoralizing grief So they call it a crush
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Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 12:48 AM UTC
They Call It A Crush
Because of the asphyxiation Of the inebriation caused by another soul, Perhaps she is the half to complete your whole. Spending your time in reverie Woolgathering the next time you’re fortunate enough to see Her smile. Overthinking comes naturally So Plans are fabricated tactfully to meet with her again, Thoughts of her consuming you like some euphoric sin. The infatuation only brief Ends usually with demoralizing grief So they call it a crush
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Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 12:48 AM UTC
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