Friday, January 05, 2007

Understand This Ridiculous Feelings

Speed up our hearts.
Running through our soul.
Racing like rabbits.
I'll let you win.

Let's stay black and white.
We'll be alike.
I want you to be mine.
Racing with our hearts.

Let me hug you at least once.
You make me high.
I love your perfume.
It smells nice.

Racing our hearts.
Through our mechanical body.
I'll let you win.
'Cause you are my favorite lover.

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