my freedom leaked like gasoline out of tank/as my head dreamily thought of your chest/where I lay my head gently, with closed eyes/counting your heartbeat, mimicking a childhood long gone
I got distracted easily by my imaginations. You can pretty much say that I live in my mind.
Anyways, I like tough guys like Teshimine Takeru and to play "I Step on a Cat" on the piano.
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