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Love, my miracle, she, my holy shrine Hurt, so inevitable, my heart, it lets out a whine My life, so useless without her, insignificant, inconsequential Her presence, I need it, it's my fuel, my drug, divine, unreal. Her attention on me, so priceless, she spends it like a miser My dreams of her, her frame in my embrace, nothing is nicer.
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Jul 29, 2021
Jul 29, 2021 at 7:56 AM UTC
Love and its side effects
Love, my miracle, she, my holy shrine Hurt, so inevitable, my heart, it lets out a whine My life, so useless without her, insignificant, inconsequential Her presence, I need it, it's my fuel, my drug, divine, unreal. Her attention on me, so priceless, she spends it like a miser My dreams of her, her frame in my embrace, nothing is nicer.
It's a feeling unparalleled.
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Jul 29, 2021
Jul 29, 2021 at 7:56 AM UTC
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