kill

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i stare at you from afar
and i notice all the small details.
when you touch your nose when you lie
when you're nervous you speak in your dialect
when you make a joke, your lisp is obvious
when you look my way
i don't know your habits
because i feel a rush of heat
and look away

jk -

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