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You plaster pioson on my lips as you come into my room.
Your kiss makes my body feel like it's meltin too.
My hated 19 years old.
My hated 19 years.
Compared to the wounds you display, your heart is much more beautiful
Why do you kiss me, th eone who can't do anything in your eyes?
The hated days of a nineteen year olds.
The hated face of nineteen years.
Like a black butterfly
I want to fly on proud wings
Don't say it's ridiculous
That kind if life is good.
It's good
Like a black butterfly