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Sep 2013
you tasted sweet
honey and clover
(over and over)
like breezy car rides in the summer
i was high
you felt divine
but you your taste turned bitter
in the death of a summer
in the birth of winter
you turned back to black
you tasted like staggering hell
crushed under your spell
crimson and *****
(over and over)
but i still love you
and i always do
'cause you still remind me of honey and clover
(over and over)
and i still want you
more than i even did when you were sober
but i almost quiver
i feel like you shiver
(away away)
i almost think
you're holding back from me
i feel your shadow in the back of my thoughts
you haunt me up
(up and up)
but please, still, come on over
give me a kiss of that honey and clover
(over and over)
tell me you love me
(over and over)
Alison Satine
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Alison Satine  in the grave.
(in the grave.)   
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