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Oct 29
I don't know how to start
But I am thinking about the end

When you kiss me
My soul was in my mouth
About to leave my body
You are too close to pluck it
It's blooming with the fragrance of dark chocolate
I had last night

Electricity of my heart
Electricity under my nerve sheath
Why does it feel like lightning
It can burn me
It can enlight me
It can make me
It can destroy me
Ps. I don't know how to start
But I am thinking about the end
Written by
Bluebird
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