Love

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I feel something brewing
From my head to my feet
It rustles in my stomach
As soon as you speak
It starts my heart racing
Competing against my brain
My eyes start to flicker
Down to your lips
It makes my hands clammy
It makes me a mess
I'm so captivated
I don't know what to do
Except get over the fact
That I'm falling for you
        

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