oh, it's what you do to me...

[_morningbell]

if i was made of titanium and steel, he'd still find his way inside. if i was constructed with bolts, nails, and hinges he's still made my knees weak. if i was built with no emotion and no way to feel, he'd still show me love. if i was brought here to march the same way, to erect skyscrapers and to keep to myself, i'd find my way to him. i'd escape

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[interested_ears]

i like your writing.