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Apr 2020
Your eyes bleed mystery
So, I fell for you
Your hair, fake, like yourself
So, I fell for you
Your voice is an earthquake
So, I fell for you
Your hands touched everyone
So, I fell for you
I know you’re bad for me
So, I fell for you.
Sometimes, bad boys know how to treat you right.
Written by
Kai  17/Gender Fluid/New York
(17/Gender Fluid/New York)   
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