With Heart Love Talk
My wish is you,
my concussion is you.
You are the beating of my heart
Mine is now alive.
But why not?
Even now my reality is you,
You just have to get me now.
I just have a dream,
That which is mine,
I am discomfort you.
My desire is you,
My request is you,
You are the hardness of my heart,
My every happiness is you.
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