I can touch you, you can touch…
I can smell you. You’re my song.
You can give me not so much.
We are leaving fast… ? So long...
Pretty guy or handsome man…
Save my body, kiss my arm,
Be my ordinary friend,
Or just spread your own alarm.
Who are you, my lonely voice?
Snap your fingers – I’ll be thy...
Don’t believe me? Stupid boys!...
You can fight and always lie.
I’m your burden… Don’t dispute!
I was overcome by you,
But the time is running, (cute!),
It will heal my heart of you…
Hopes
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