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Under the table
My heart is too young for your love
I am a child again
Under the table
Back when everything was so big
But I wasn’t meant to deal with it
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Intertwined
When only the stars shine,
the winds’ whispered rhyme
echos across the land
as the sea longs for the moon.
The magnetic pull
weaves their fates together,
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open/closed
they say they’re open-minded
until i open my mind
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Chapter Twenty- That of Poison and Roses
Busy.
Busy.
Busy.
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Chapter Nineteen- That of Poison and Roses
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
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Chapter Eighteen- That of Poison and Roses
This.
This.
This.