Crush
Why can I stop thinking of him. They way he talk to me. The way he walks. The way his eyes are. His smile. Why can't I be with someone like him. He is like art in a book with everything good and loving. Do I? No it can't be. Maybe a little bit. I think I do like him. He is my crush.
- M
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My love of peoms
ŞiirI write all this peoms and I never know what to do with them so I will post them here. Hope you like them.
