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I want your kiss, upon my lips I want your hand, gripping my wrist I want your heart, beaten apart So you can feel how you left my soul down to rot.'
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Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 1:19 PM UTC
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I want your kiss, upon my lips I want your hand, gripping my wrist I want your heart, beaten apart So you can feel how you left my soul down to rot.'
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Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 1:19 PM UTC
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