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Jul 2015
I'd rather be kissed on my lips
than on my forehead
When you kiss my lips,
you only kiss the physical part of me
But if you kiss my forehead,
you kiss my soul aswell
and it's kind of addictive

But uh-oh
You kissed my forehead more than once
Now, *how can I forget you?
Hanny Geraldine
Written by
Hanny Geraldine  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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