. the things you do to me .

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Why do you have to steal my heart?
Why do you keep exploding my tummy with butterflies?
Why do you have to be in my mind?
Especially on nights

I wish I never met you
That way,
You can't do this things to me
6 years
And yet,
You never noticed me

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