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kalaam

if your touch was as sweet as your dance
come a little closer
there's hell under my skin
and your hands are cold
ignorants are bearded with the leafs of fig
and their eyebrows are lifted
 
they wrote the country's borders on your body as well as mine
the skin took over the talk
my word over yours like my body over yours
and the skin is stirring the talk
 
i'm feeling like ...
i'm feeling that you feel me
from the flaw
i feel that you feel me
 
and i taste whiskey and faults on you lips
the language of speaking does not break down
letters surrounds us
when i whisper all my secrets
and you return to your words and i go back to emptiness
 
they wrote the country's borders on your body as well as mine
the skin took over the talk
my word over yours like my body over yours
and the skin is stirring the talk
 
i'm feeling like ...
i'm feeling that you feel me
from the flaw
i feel that you feel me
 
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كلام

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