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In class years back
You asked if I wanted a snack;
I can’t keep track how much I look back
At those carefree days;
Now once again we are in the same class
I wish I wouldn’t talk so fast;
Around you I feel so happy
Gosh that sounds so sappy;
You are always number one at anything you do
While I always settle for two;
But that’s fine as long as you still smile
I feel like I can sprint a mile;
You are so smart
I want to give you my heart;
But that can never be
You won’t ever like me;
I’ve missed my chance
Oh what a fickle dance;
That won’t stop me from liking you more and more
I like you so much it makes my heart sore;
I would never want to see you get hurt
But my feelings, I will never desert.
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