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Maybe it's the champagne or maybe it's faith But it's strange anyway That we've never shared space kind of deranged in a way that I can't kiss your face I hope it's okay that I say it It's on my mind everyday I've had so much champagne I can't deny what I'm saying it's insane that your face blinds my right of purveying or in saying sometimes saying it's a game that we're playing i'm not playing babygirl it's [your name] i've been saying it's your face i've been blaming on every single curve catch me cursing the verse your name leaves on my shirt i disperse it well of course it's a curse a voice I haven't heard yet so of course i'm submersed & of course it is yours & you the most gorgeous of all and me a thrown ball in Autumn watch me fall watch me fall watch me fall watch me fall
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Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 6:18 PM UTC
Mimosa
Maybe it's the champagne or maybe it's faith But it's strange anyway That we've never shared space kind of deranged in a way that I can't kiss your face I hope it's okay that I say it It's on my mind everyday I've had so much champagne I can't deny what I'm saying it's insane that your face blinds my right of purveying or in saying sometimes saying it's a game that we're playing i'm not playing babygirl it's [your name] i've been saying it's your face i've been blaming on every single curve catch me cursing the verse your name leaves on my shirt i disperse it well of course it's a curse a voice I haven't heard yet so of course i'm submersed & of course it is yours & you the most gorgeous of all and me a thrown ball in Autumn watch me fall watch me fall watch me fall watch me fall
ready for fall
julie-butler
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Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 6:18 PM UTC
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