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Lust or Gravity?

I thought gravity is the real gangster,
It's nothing Until I met you.

I fall to pieces when I'm with you,
Where I Cut into pieces.

Pieces to Crumble.

Crumble to melt.

Melt to garpes all of your shades.

Shades to chew your emotions.

Emotions are danger and glamorous that it can open all your needs.

needs are so dark, darker than your black lipstick.

And your lipsticks are ...

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