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Hershey’s—the best kiss,
When our lips meet chocolate,
We become addicts.
Truth: the heart has no ******* clue what it wants
She was a hard pill to swallow
She could watch you and tell you all the things hidden deep in your soul
She went to parties merely for the chance to fill someone with liquor and have them to pour out their heart
But the truth is her eyes could get you to tell her anything
She had no problem swimming in the truth
...
She asked me once what she didn't know about me
I asked what she already knew
And as she laid out all of my secrets on the table
I grabbed another beer

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