write a song about you,
it’s all about you,
the straight black hair,
the tanned skin,
the big black eyes,
just like a Vietnamese
sing song about you,
mentioning your pink poultry lips
touching it with mine
a bliss of not my belonging
just like a plain fainted picture
*so sleepy. wanna sleep adi*
On this day..
- Mixture - 2005
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