The beat
of
a base
fuels the
fire
inside my
heart.
Open
up.
Did you
write
me
a
Valentine's
Day
card?
I
wrote
you .
Let
me
know
when
you are
finally
finished.
Let
it all
fall.
Break.
Find yourself
up against a
wall.
Lights
dazzle
me
as the razor
does
too.
When your
thoughts
become less
about
him
and more about
you
that's when
you'll
know
a little
of
what
I've
been
through.
But
for now,
Thoughts
are
becoming
less about
me
and
more
about
you.
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