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Sep 2015
you consumed my brain, took a bullet for me,
I slipped into a coma of bliss & now I paid the price,
ticking times are pulling me close,
intoxicate me with your building lust,
let me be your departed, non broken-hearted,
you're the poison on my lips,
the alcohol in my glass,
got your name up in lights,
the one who sets me off.
Written by
Luna Quinn
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