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Over and over I’ve become a soldier These moments, they solder My heart to my head When the two become separate Things become desperate Life starts to feel like **** Gravity, like lead Then come the butterflies Flipping me over Rekindling the smolder Alive, not dead When you feel the flip flop Don’t waste it on prim and proper Let love make you drip drop All over your bed
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
[Butterflies]
Over and over I’ve become a soldier These moments, they solder My heart to my head When the two become separate Things become desperate Life starts to feel like **** Gravity, like lead Then come the butterflies Flipping me over Rekindling the smolder Alive, not dead When you feel the flip flop Don’t waste it on prim and proper Let love make you drip drop All over your bed
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gingerlover
Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
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