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Nov 2017
With eyes of gasoline,
so close to burning up,
you could ignite the last of us.

For real, let's take a minute,
Why don't we watch from the very beginning,
The moment you found a way to clear your head.

You pretend you're so cold,
And I'm not even trying to hide,
Holding on to no man,
But an evil like yourself.

For real, let's take a minute,
Why don't we watch from the very beginning,
The moment you found a way to clear your head.

All the chaos keeping your hold,
Breathing in all the second hand smoke,
The alarm goes off inside your head,
Remembering something more than me.

With eyes of gasoline,
so close to burning up,
you could ignite the last of us.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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