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I see him there
Yet I'm nothing to him
He talks to me
But nothing more
He's important to me
He;s the reason I go to Math
He sits a row over
And one seat behind me
Why can't I flirt
If I could it would be with him
I will just sit at my desk
Do my work
My friends could care less
They don't know who he is
I can't stand these feelings
I watch TV to find help
I watch what they do
To get the men of their dreams
Yet I'm still only a
Blood flower
With love to give





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