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Oct 2020
I do not believe in love
But staring at ou...
Makes my butterflies reproduce

I really hate violence
But i want to beat up your ex

I don't go to church at all.
But i pray to a God, who i do not believe in
So he can keep you safe.

I really hate being spoken to.
But your voice are untold melodies to me.
And your words are food to my soul.

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deyrah
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