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I am becoming so tired of my glass being emptied by you. Every time you fill me, bitterness takes up more space My head is a lemon. My heart is running out of sugar to sweeten this drink we call love. I don't want to make lemonade, I want sweet tea
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
Sweet Tea
I am becoming so tired of my glass being emptied by you. Every time you fill me, bitterness takes up more space My head is a lemon. My heart is running out of sugar to sweeten this drink we call love. I don't want to make lemonade, I want sweet tea
#lemonade#love#romance#breakups
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leah-mac
American
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
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