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Mar 2014
Tonight, bottle, bongs, and voices
Clicked, clattered, and called
My name, an isolated entity of its own
Yearning to be near you, to love and hold you
My love, my bones, myself are yours if you take them
So, I am intoxicated so, but you loved me then don't you
Love me now, my dearest longing, don't you hear me calling,
Calling for you...
Written by
Daisy Nobody
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