Anthon Van Asares - Crush

Everytime I see you
I die slowly…
Piece by piece
you're tearing me apart
Driving me wild
With those brown eyes
That cute baby-like smile
Those curves
And that soft, smooth skin…
that I couldn't even dream to touch.
All because it's just a crush
A crush on a girl
that has the world on her hands
And I'm just worthless...

Anthon Van Asares

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