Red line
Blue line
White light
Flat line
I can see I'm losing time.
So escape from the place
the time exists.
Yellow line
thin line
blood line
dropp a line.
I can tell you want some of mine
don't beg me
don't take advantage.
love line
purple wine
fine line
cry time
I'll have one more before I die
god, your so warm.
I miss you.
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