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Feb 2019
normally i like to sit alone
suddenly enchanted to the bone
a new face but too familiar
made me tumble through the bus

the bus driver said it wasn’t allowed
but still we went to the back
just to make-out

and every touch kisses my heart
it slowly makes me
fall apart

as the bus drives into the cliff
we don’t care
we pretend only if

we know it will crash
the thing is when
so we keep on loving
until then
Written by
kate
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   Perry
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