I push your against your skin
As I sneak to get passed
I grabbed your face
To hold your tearing eyes close
The thoughts aren't as impure
As some would think
Just to say goodbye
Without a kiss
Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 6:25 PM UTC
I push your against your skin
As I sneak to get passed
I grabbed your face
To hold your tearing eyes close
The thoughts aren't as impure
As some would think
Just to say goodbye
Without a kiss
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