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Escalating feelings that far exceed common sense. Rose-colored love that popped up like a sudden mutation. A love so pure that you could call it violent. Love so forceful that it's already been engraved into the showa era. Kiss me as if you're punching me, until my lips bleed. Hold me until my ribs make a cracking sound and break. I like you I like you I love you. If you don't say you love me I'll kill you. Eros take shape and breaks down the everyday romance overlaps with instinct, creating an endless hell. An intuitive recognition of anti-nihilism. Triggers a tendency towards latent, infantile violence, kiss me as if you're punching me, until my lips bleed. Hold me until my ribs make a cracking sound and break. I like you, I like you, I love you. If you don't say you love me, I'll kill you. kiss me as if you're punching me, until my lips bleed. Hold me until my ribs make a cracking sound and break.

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