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Jun 2017
Those first feelings of love
I can still smell it
I can smell the black light in his bedroom
Is that weird
Like static Like an electrical fire The first time to told me I was beautiful 
I could feel my eyes being in to melt
I’m not crying 
Its a hallucination 
And I can smell where girls left daggers in your heart
I can taste the cigarette butts outside your window 
Taylor are you listening 
Are we in love anymore
ashley
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     Lior Gavra and FraisDeLaFerme
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