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If crushes weren't meant to hurt,
why does my heart feel so broken?
I wish I was a prize,
and not a spent token.
Everytime I see their faces,
the pain cuts in deeper.
My heart keeps racin,
like im just a dreamer.
Wishin on the stars above,
wishin it to fade away.
They say im to young,
to be feeling this way.
If my heart could go somewhere,
I'd want it to go out there.
Somewhere high,
somewhere it can sore and fly.
Somewhere in the atmosphere,
somewhere far away from here.
I know im exaggerating,
but my heart feels like its bleeding.
Seeing that one perfect guy,
makes your heart rush.
But the pain is the worst,
thats why its a crush.