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Apr 2015
Oh,
But the way
You make butterflies swarm
In my stomach,
And my heart
Pound like a bass drum,
That makes words
Tumble from my mouth,
After diving
Off of my tongue,
In such a strange way,
Like no one before
Has ever done.
Written by
SweetChaos
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