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kylie May 2017
my heart beats as i lay on your chest
conquering your love was some kind of quest
your love for me will be so deep
that when i leave you will do nothing but weep
i hope i touch the darkest parts of your soul,
turning them into nothing but gold
my looks can be decieving
and thinking that i love you must be relieving

i'm not here to stay, my love
i will soon fly away like a silent dove

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