And we haven t even kissed yet
The still small voice drowns out Lo-Fi music
The promise to be good is broken at a speed of seventy
And i'm the happiest on earth, but in the next breath,
I am thrown from the heights above.
The story starts and ended at a gas station with a bouquet of yellow and blue flowers for the graduates.
I'm yours ink art, the greatest gift, but it all cost me unbelievable pain
I scream God's name mixed with yours
And we haven't even kissed yet...
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