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Red Lips

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I know it's not the perfume
'cause I never got that close
and the colour of your hair
is not a thing so special
maybe it's the way you smile
the brightness that is spread
you look so strange
like you were not there
pretending to be someone else
locked somewhere


Red lips, and red wine
Mixed with vivid red blood
They say red is love
And black is your soul
Let me die in your lips

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