golden girl - m.g.c.

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+ her hands were cold, her heart was gold. his lips like tangerines in his color-coded speak he was the gasoline who ignited a fire in her head making her weak.

a b o u t

you could call love like a fire and his love was fire to her. the way he speaks is just enough to make her loose it. but even with his color-coded speak he could say that he loved her too but it could only be temporary.

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