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Verbs, metaphors, our love became a synergy ur voice is my drugs, my yearnings get the best of me I nurse the thoughts of us makin love between the sheets our lips, our bodies, no place too unclean But we cant, cuz ur torn between excitement and loyalty He's the king? Your the queen, Im a joker? f**** me? royally! Wat does that mean, Lets just be friends? This aint child play, this is the end! Im torn on this planet, on tectonic cuz we platonics higher on ur scent than a korean on manolo blahniks bad thoughts, nervous sweats, sweaty palms, panic! but ur heart is like an ice box, and ur soul is arctic Im here to free ur mind, heat ur soul, from below 2 above no stress, more love safe sex, 1 glove but u cant and u wont and we are torn.
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