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My heart has drained of tequila. Lemon bitter juice dry now, just peel left. Salt licked until wound exhausted effort. Love doesn't die. Greedily consumed it loses it's taste. I need water , a rest and her refill. Wake me up when it's all over. I hate this gradual instant. Punish me forever without truth. Why ? I still love the Mexican.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 6:38 PM UTC
The Mexican
My heart has drained of tequila. Lemon bitter juice dry now, just peel left. Salt licked until wound exhausted effort. Love doesn't die. Greedily consumed it loses it's taste. I need water , a rest and her refill. Wake me up when it's all over. I hate this gradual instant. Punish me forever without truth. Why ? I still love the Mexican.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 6:38 PM UTC
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