grade 8, ed sheeran
your chest is a pillow
for my weary head to lay to rest again
your body is my ballpoint pen
and your mind is my new best friend
your eyes are the mirror
to take me to the edge again
thnks fr th mmrs, fall out boy
and i want these words to make things right
but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
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