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Somehow when she says "I love you" I picture her there, Lying with the cosmos, Pure bliss, That same smile on her liqour lips When she sings I get lost in a haze, I feel the vibrations, Hear her laughter in the sound waves, I think if things are no different Things would be no different. Liquid love, In one form or another, Im pretty sure at this point shes a professional, Shes got it down to a science precise down to the decimal, Spite without a bite cant **** a toothless animal.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 5:08 AM UTC
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Somehow when she says "I love you" I picture her there, Lying with the cosmos, Pure bliss, That same smile on her liqour lips When she sings I get lost in a haze, I feel the vibrations, Hear her laughter in the sound waves, I think if things are no different Things would be no different. Liquid love, In one form or another, Im pretty sure at this point shes a professional, Shes got it down to a science precise down to the decimal, Spite without a bite cant **** a toothless animal.
Deniability is her weapon, Shes not sure of her mission. Idk some days and its not like I can think rn so maybe ill delete this
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 5:08 AM UTC
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