Poem 61

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Whenever I see him ,my heart doesn't beat so fast that i fear he will hear it but instead it stands perfectly still
And I feel my body becoming uncomfortable
My back instantly straightens and I am rigid
My palms don't become so sweaty but instead I don't even feel them
My checks don't become blushing red but ghostly pale
And I can not keep my eyes off of him
And I can not stop thinking about him as cliche as it sounds
And despite everything he does not even spare me a glance
And whenever I saw him and he walked past me
I felt as though I was blending into the wall
Merely just any another girl ,that is madly in love with him
-s.s

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