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Nov 2014
Come to me, gentle wrong,
To make it not so gentle,
So I might trace your lips with my tongue,
And torment in shallow breath,
Open our eyes to split-second joy,
And forget why it is wrong,
Soft wrong but never wrong,
I ache in shallow breath.
Johnny C
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Johnny C  On Mars With Dracula, USA
(On Mars With Dracula, USA)   
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   Jeffrey Pua and Tyler Durden
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