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you couldn't eat right for days tongue swollen, scabbed red like Christmas lilies. we drank whiskey, slowly slowly there's poison in love, somewhere sneaking behind concern disguised it rouses old wounds dreams left unfulfilled, when finally you could feast again, we found our plates empty.
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Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 10:48 AM UTC
poison
you couldn't eat right for days tongue swollen, scabbed red like Christmas lilies. we drank whiskey, slowly slowly there's poison in love, somewhere sneaking behind concern disguised it rouses old wounds dreams left unfulfilled, when finally you could feast again, we found our plates empty.
KRBanerjee
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Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 10:48 AM UTC
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