Title: Opcional

Text: It's 3:45 And I just bite my tongue Update me on your life And now you've found the one But I don't like his eyes And I distrust their name And I hate their haircut They look like a prick (A prick) But it's all the same Would be daft of me to cry Your tongue is razor-sharp I miss when it would fight mine Left your heart on standby By the way, he holds you Bet he serenades you I can't really blame you. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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