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Nov 2013
Give me a clue why..
but oh I hate questioning faith..
I feel a mess inside my veins
I feel a rush in my heart
I'm love sick and it seems that I won't get cured anytime soon
Her lips is a drug that kills every breath of mine
Oh and It tickles my bones how magnetizing they can be
My brain flied away when I looked her in the eye
I want to let it go but it keeps dragging me inside
I keep craving more and I won't get enough because she fillfulls every need of mine
When we are together its like we are in our own paradise.
Yeah like a fairytale when you complete an i
Nefelibata
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