My body’s diseased, dying if you will
You bring new meaning to “If looks could kill”
Palms all sweaty, eyes feel like glue
Towards your direction, they stick to you
Brain is numb, chest is aflame
One lung coughed up from speaking your name
I see you smile from across the room
Glance enough and it may spell my doom
“Gorgeous is what you are to me
And now that I said it I’m finally free!”
My heart skips a beat after saying that line
I feel sick no wait, I’m better than fine
So quit staring at me before I blush red
Quit staring at me or I may drop de-
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