suspect

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every time i look at you,
you take my breath away.
every time you
talk, sing, laugh, smile
i don't know what to do.
it's like my body is in knots,
tangled in the brain;
i hate

hate

hate
this feeling,

but i love

love

love
you so.

with everything you do,
i'm at a loss of words,
and i suspect you're always the one
stealing them.

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