my face will never show
what is not real
my eye will never ever keep me cool
special secret hidden inside
in a language I don't understand
passing slowly the redness of my shirt
slipping by mistake into my shoes
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
I could have lied
when you had to go away
and I don't care
if you suck my kiss
this is the place
I could die for you
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