Me and you, you and me, you and I , doesnt sound like it will thrive, we
have so much in common we cant get it rite, we have so much thats different
theres alaways a fight, when u come with me it takes me to extacy, when im
not in ur arms it feels like im stopped by a strongbar, cant explain it, and
never will it will all dissapear when i turn queer
 
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