Dammit Stevens
If kisses could burn then ours is fire.
Just make up your mind and seal all desire.
You seem to compare above all.
I've hit the ground without a fall.
There's nothing left I cannot feel...
So tell me, was this really real?
Why do you play games with this already damaged heart?
Just go the heck away or figure out your damn part!
A kiss above all just to call it even?
Why do you do this? Dammit Stevens...
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