And this,
I believe,
Begs the question
But it's a tad too sweet
For my delicate palate
But yet,
I seem to be craving it
And my tounge yearns
for just another taste
It's not
that I enjoy it,
Persay,
Nor even want it,
I suppose,
I think it's that
I find myself
Needing it
In a very unplesant way
I feel all hollow
And empty inside
When I remember
Whats no longer there
And it's tangible
It almost hurts
When I find myself deprived
Would you please,
If you don't mind
Put me out of my suffering,
And let me wet
My lips
With just enough
To get me by?
I just need one more taste
Of you.
















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"Everyone is different, no two people are not on fire."
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And I would totally be a shakespeare groupie,
if, you know,
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"Everyone is different, no two people are not on fire."
"Cigarettes are like candy, only on fire."
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And hold on, hold tight, open daylight, we will overcome /
Open your eyes, over the new sight, fly the Flags of Dawn - Flags of Dawn by Thrice
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And I would totally be a shakespeare groupie,
if, you know,
he wasn't all dead and stuff.
--
And hold on, hold tight, open daylight, we will overcome /
Open your eyes, over the new sight, fly the Flags of Dawn - Flags of Dawn by Thrice
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