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Can you put a word on it,
The unnatural rhythm my beats play,
When I see you around?



The hair rise on the back of my neck,
When you pass by me,
Way too close.



The degree rise in my body,
That almost radiates off,
To the people around.



The sakura tint,
That graces my cheeks,
That I never have a clue about.



That long deep breaths,
Soothing my soul,
Spotting you close.



The shy smile,
That adorns my face,
When our eyes meet.



Can you put a word on it?
What you put me through,
Baby can you put a word on it..





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