Crush
Everything stop for a split second
As the anticipation rises
Tic tac tic tac
Heart beats has no rhythm
Pulse out of control
Sweaty palms and glassy eyes
As if it's was an angel passing
Attempts are countless
But still couldn't find the right line to say hello
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