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Jun 2015
my lips still taste like our first kiss underneath the empty sky, your toxic taste stained my tongue with memories of guilt. Your breath filled my body with electricity as you kissed my neck, your every touch like a shock.Your voice still haunts me in my sleep, your empty promises and truthful lies. My body still shaking for your gentle touch and your constant persuasion. I can still feel your hands around my neck whenever I try to breathe.
Jamie Morrison
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Jamie Morrison  Cape Town
(Cape Town)   
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   Liam C Calhoun and NV
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