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A taste of irony

I drank from your lips and tasted your soul
A delicacy that must be savored
Tension crawls through the sheets the way oxygen builds in my lungs
And with each breath I wished I’d die, because every second without you is a waste.

🌷(7)

◄ May 1st- (Another song reference.)

Jack Daniel's. ►

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