Soft.
It's soft.
His smile, it's soft.
But not as mine.
Hot.
It's hot.
My love, it's hot.
But it is not just fine.
Lame.
How lame.
Our pain, how lame.
And that was not the same
As my giant heart hated
Or your mind made
It's soft.
His smile, it's soft.
But not as mine.
Hot.
It's hot.
My love, it's hot.
But it is not just fine.
Lame.
How lame.
Our pain, how lame.
And that was not the same
As my giant heart hated
Or your mind made
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