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IF you were skin I'd rip and tear you
apart
Overlapping happiness fills my lungs with
water
And still unabridged is your
love
Sudden anxiety is your
wait...
And your truths flow towards not
me
misunderstood is love's book
read
by the brave and pocketed by
fools.
apart
Overlapping happiness fills my lungs with
water
And still unabridged is your
love
Sudden anxiety is your
wait...
And your truths flow towards not
me
misunderstood is love's book
read
by the brave and pocketed by
fools.
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