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Our Hearts
Our hearts beat with the same ryme
I think you heart know when I need you
My heart race when I taste
You sweet love on mine
The beat, beat, beat,
Of our hearts feel to jump more and more
The heart sometimes want what is don't need
I need your love just to feel
Don't leave me it would take time for me to heal
poem
by
Raesheka Antwine
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