My heart is like an artichoke
I eat petals myself one by one
Until I feel enough
Until I lose to laugh
When I end to eat the last one
I will tear my drops
I will lose my lips
Though I can't stop plucking off
I can't see my core
I keep asking for you more and more
Can you peel my petals one by one?
Your hands are like a rusty knife
Are you go
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