martes

You know that I would love to see you next year
I hope that I am still alive next year
You magnify the way I think about myself
before you came I rarely thought about myself
Behind your veil I found a body underneath
inside your head were things I never thought about
you know that I would love to see you next year
I hope that I am still alive next year
You know that I would love to see you in that dress
I hope that I will live to see you undress
The every day is part of what consumes me
The hate I feel is part of what fuels me
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