Dynamite
And the last they said belonged to the best.
From the light reflecting on a diamond.
I mean when it separates into directions.
Just like my neurons bursting.
Like beautiful forms of colours
changing every vision, every taste, every smell, every feel.
Shouting sensations from a broken heart
freedom bursting right where you put that touch
Just like freedom, true happiness...
Is everyone getting what I mean.
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