• My heart beats like a drum
    The butterflies inside hum
    My eyes stare
    At your wonderous hair
    My legs tremble
    I think you heard me mumble
    When ever you say your stupid crap
    you always seem to make me laugh
    But it always seems to turn to tears
    because of fears
    Because at this rate
    you'll figure out im not straight
    then your laughter will turn to hate
    I know i cannot have you
    like i can not have eternal joy
    but i wish you could be my gay boy

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