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Jul 2016
I smell like-
Cigarettes:
Menthols, I bummed;
But you hold me anyways.
I taste like-
Liquor:
***** and ***;
You kiss me anyways.
I'm not-
Perfect:
Angry and flawed;
But you want me anyways.
My eyes are-
Green;
But they shine like gold,
When I see-
You.
I (don't) know-
Why
(But) I love to
Be (me) with You
William D Hearns
Written by
William D Hearns  Florida
(Florida)   
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