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The Crush


His hair is brown. His eyes are blue. He has the nicest smile when he smiles at you. He’s smart and he’s funny and has muscles to boot. You think to yourself “man he sure is cute.” You start studying more and your grades start to improve. All the while you hope he’s noticing you. You keep trying to impress him day after day. Finally you realize that the only way to a guy’s heart is through his stomach. Just when all hope seems lost and your ready to give up A letter shows up addressed to you from you know who. You open it up and read what’s inside. It’s a letter from your crush saying he’s had his eye on you the whole time too.
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cassie_hull
This was a poem i wrote a few years ago about this guy I liked.

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