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Why don't you kiss me now, because I know you'll make me leave. He said no, as to make me feel stupid, but I wasn't. He said "I'll push you out when my bed is destroyed and the breath is out of me." He's beautiful. His blonde hair was shiney and his blue eyes were as blue as the sky. He said "Let me be the one who makes you cry." I pressed my hands against his and the window was open blowing in a cold wind. His lips are so soft. I said "When I say stop, don't listen." When I say stop, don't listen. When I say stop.. don't listen. When I say stop.... don't. Yeah, I could stay here forever. This small room is.. heaven. And I love when he says it. "Let me be the one who makes you cry." I'd comfort the tears... that make me feel warm inside. I could lay here forever. This small room is.. heaven. I'd keep holding onto his body till it goes to waste. And there's nothing better than the way his lips taste. And all I kept hearing was.. When I say stop, don't listen. When I say stop.. don't listen. When I say stop.... no, don't. He is my.. everything. And in the quiet, I can hear his heart beating in his chest. I think I wanna die in this bed.
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