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Bruises on God's work.

so gifted with beauty, your heart beat shouts love
It beats even louder when you and I hug
Everyone has one so you are my drug
I promise it's worth it, believe me because
Don't know your favorite color, maybe it's black and blue
Bruises on Gods work from the Devils child beatin you
Up to you, take my hand let's have a new start
Exchange hearts
come close to me, I'll take your precious heart right out the dark.



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