Take it off your chest...
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I look at the message you sent me. I smile for a while. My heart pumps faster. My heart pumps harder You smiles at me in the corridor, It sticks I'm my head, like butter to bread, until I crumble. My heart beats slower. My heart has stopped.

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  • *smiled at me *in my head *butter on bread

  • Write me a poem please?

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