Fever Cold

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What is that devouring love, taking my heart with each beat. Whats is that fucking about you which makes forgetting impossible? What is that clutching in me so deeply I can't help it? Oh yea! Proud that I can't forget you, proud that I have fallen into you. Damn eyes, damn body.
Heavenly bliss! Oh Lord preserve him and his kiss.

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