Love
what is love? is it real or is it not? is it just sitting on a dot? or does it just leave you to rot? it makes you get hot, do whatever she tells you, right on the spot, you do something stupid, then you get caught. but what is love, what is the meaning? whenever it happens, i feel like I'm dreaming, it seems like ill never know, I'm bleeding.
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