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V-PP335-01

V-6911-01

VIOLET02

V-PP335-01
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VIOLET
Love love love
Ours is like withered flowers
Because whenever I see my dark circles
Or freshly painted bruises spreading over my canvas
I see violets blooming
Love love love
Ours is like licking flames
Because whenever I look into your eyes
Or feel the warmth of your touch leaving burn marks
I remember who painted me
Love is not love at all
And I guess I'm beginning to see
That violet is your favorite color
And I am your masterpiece

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